Pity Party
Okay. I feel like throwing myself a pity party so here goes:
It is my 5th wedding anniversary and here I sit, home alone (well, with my sleeping children). No dinner out, no babysitter, no romantic evening. I realize most of this is just because we simply couldn't find someone to watch the kids - otherwise I'd be out right now. But that doesn't make me feel much better.
I spent the day at work and came home to a disaster area. My husband has been on summer break and decided to save some day care money by keeping our son home for two weeks. Big mistake. I am honestly thinking at this point it would have been worth the expense to not come home to the mess every day this week. I can only imagine (and fret about) what next week will hold.
So, any woman with children can imagine what it's like to come home to a husband who's been with an almost 2 yr. old all day (the blind leading the blind?). As soon as I hit the door the hand off is made with no relief until the kid falls asleep. It's as if his day at home with my son (which probably included a nice 3 hour nap) is more hectic than mine was at work. For example, I have been trying to get my husband to make an appointment to take my van in for service all week. He claims that our son is just "too much of a handful" for him to make a phone call. Funny how he can go out to breakfast, call his friends and play video games yet can't make one simple phone call all day (and don't get me started on the dirty dishes in the sink).
I suppose this sounds perfectly normal to any woman/mother. I was just at a point tonight where I actually cried. All I wanted was to sit down in peace and not have to worry about the mess in the kitchen, the laundry in the basement or the kids hanging off my feet. I know guys just don't get it... I just keep hoping that someday...
Please don't get me wrong, I love him all the same (the flowers and new bracelet helped immensely) - and the only reason I am alone is because he had a late night performance (improv)... but still, it's not how I imagined I'd spend this night. Maybe I'll pop in our wedding video... that's always good for a laugh!
It is my 5th wedding anniversary and here I sit, home alone (well, with my sleeping children). No dinner out, no babysitter, no romantic evening. I realize most of this is just because we simply couldn't find someone to watch the kids - otherwise I'd be out right now. But that doesn't make me feel much better.
I spent the day at work and came home to a disaster area. My husband has been on summer break and decided to save some day care money by keeping our son home for two weeks. Big mistake. I am honestly thinking at this point it would have been worth the expense to not come home to the mess every day this week. I can only imagine (and fret about) what next week will hold.
So, any woman with children can imagine what it's like to come home to a husband who's been with an almost 2 yr. old all day (the blind leading the blind?). As soon as I hit the door the hand off is made with no relief until the kid falls asleep. It's as if his day at home with my son (which probably included a nice 3 hour nap) is more hectic than mine was at work. For example, I have been trying to get my husband to make an appointment to take my van in for service all week. He claims that our son is just "too much of a handful" for him to make a phone call. Funny how he can go out to breakfast, call his friends and play video games yet can't make one simple phone call all day (and don't get me started on the dirty dishes in the sink).
I suppose this sounds perfectly normal to any woman/mother. I was just at a point tonight where I actually cried. All I wanted was to sit down in peace and not have to worry about the mess in the kitchen, the laundry in the basement or the kids hanging off my feet. I know guys just don't get it... I just keep hoping that someday...
Please don't get me wrong, I love him all the same (the flowers and new bracelet helped immensely) - and the only reason I am alone is because he had a late night performance (improv)... but still, it's not how I imagined I'd spend this night. Maybe I'll pop in our wedding video... that's always good for a laugh!
I'm with you sister. I'm going to post my own "rant" so you won't be alone.
Don't you wish "he" would read these posts and get some sort of idea how little help "he" is? And by "he" I mean pretty much every husband I know.
princess.
Posted by
princess slea |
5:43 PM
Thanks princess. I know you feel my pain. Can we talk about that dorm again? You should post your idea!
Posted by
PreppyGirl |
10:28 PM
Oh Boy....is it in the water? Seriously? What's wrong with these guys?
I'm telling you, mine's done a 180 since the almost "you know what". Now he gets me stuff and cleans the house. It's great!
Posted by
Sherri |
9:34 AM