A few months ago, my husband's schedule changed to a standard five-day work week.
I thought that I had finally got this stay-at-home-mom gig down. I had four kids and I loved the chaos of it, and congratulated myself on how well I managed this life. Turns out, I was just propped up by an alternate work schedule that let my husband give me one solid day to myself every week. Now that his work schedule has changed, I've lost my day of solitude.
And everything else got harder.
Without that day away, the whining feels even more like a knife in my ear. The demands are more constant. The clinging wears me out more quickly. I try to get a little solitude by getting up earlier than the kids, but they catch on quick, and one or two will get up when they hear my shower, and there is no time for a cup of coffee by myself.
I can do this. I don't doubt I can do this. But I wish it were a little easier.
Oh mama...I hear ya!!!! That day of solitude? SOUNDS HEAVENLY.
ReplyDeleteI think this is why we have Twitter. And Pinterest. And Facebook. And NETFLIX. You turn on N., and get some time for T and P and F. And you count down the hours until bedtime some days.
I think I need to have a schedule for the kids. I think that might help me be less annoyed by them always underfoot.
ReplyDeleteFor a while I had to get up at 4:30 to get ahead of my 3 littles!
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