Money has been tight and DH analyzed the budget and we just need a little more income. I spent months looking for a job. I finally found one; working 5 hours a day, 6 days a week, and making $3/hr more than minimum wage. The income will not only keep us afloat, but it will make our situation comfortable again. DH has a wonderful job with flexible hours; as long as he gets his 40 hrs/week in and is in the office during normal business hours 2 hrs/day, then he can work whatever hours he wants. He's adjusting his schedule so that we don't have to hire a sitter.
As much as I love my DH, he is not a housekeeper. In the past when I've worked, I could just leave right before dinner and already have dinner cooking for him. All he would have to do is pull it out and serve. This job has me coming in much earlier in the day; DH has to cook dinner. I'm trying so hard to help him out so that he can have as easy a time as possible, but I'm not sure if it's going to work out.
For dinner I have the recipe right where he can read it. I have a list of things that need to be done after dinner. I have a list of the kids' bedtime routine. I've only been working this job for 3 days now and he does seem to be getting better about some things. However, what he told me happened today has me scared.
Apparently, as he was cooking dinner, he overheated the skillet and the oil started to smoke. He asked DS to open the door so that the smoke would go outside. After a little bit, he asks DS where DD (14 months) is. DS doesn't know. DH asks if she's gone outside, DS says that he doesn't see her. Yes, she went outside. My BIL saw her in his neighbor's yard (he lives 3 doors down; neighbor's house was 2 doors down) and brought her back.
I really don't know if DH is going to be able to handle being a house-dad in the afternoons. I'm not even sure if it matters, because I may not even have a job by the end of next week. This whole timeframe right now is a nightmare. We are flat busted. I've been pinching pennies for weeks trying to keep us in the black with the budget. I get this job and I had to buy a red shirt, black pants, a belt, black socks, and anit-skid shoes (the shirt and pants to wear until they get me some uniforms issued). We spent our last $40 to get that stuff for me. I used the last of the gas in my car to go to work my first day (tuesday) and we had to call in IOUs and beg favors to get me a full tank so I could keep going into work. It is taking about 1/8 of a tank to go to and from work, which means I have about 6 days worth of gas left. I won't get my first check until the 14th. DH gets paid on the 10th. Tomorrow, I am going to have to ask my manager to either give me an advance or to not schedule me any more days until the 10th; neither of which looks good on a brand new employee.
I'm just so stressed out wondering how I'm going to be able to afford to keep working and wondering if DH is going to be able to adjust to taking care of the kids and the house for half the day.
ETA: I think I may have exaggerated just a little bit with stating my concerns that DH will be able to handle being a house-dad. I understand that it will take some time and that things will eventually get smoother. It's what I keep saying to him; that we will eventually get into a rhythm and that next week will be easier. He's a good dad; he's just rather scatter-brained and clueless about how the house is run. I don't expect perfection; I just expect certain things to be handled. I think the fact that the baby not only made it outside, but down the street really shook me. Since she's started trying to leave the yard, she's always gone one direction. We live down a dirt road, and the way she's heading is a dead end and the only traffic are neighbors who drive slowly because of potholes. But God knows that the one time no one is paying attention, she could head the other way to the paved road. We're only the second house on the road, so it's not very far to the main road.