I had reached my parenting limit at 8:45 Saturday. And when G said "Good night" (after fighting with E over why they even had to go to bed and yelling at G and M for 45 mintues to stop getting up and stay in bed and go to sleep) I did tell him it wasn't a good night. I will be fine after an hour to myself and a few hours sleep, but I really am gaining a new appreciation for military wives and single parents. Parents who are day in and day out all there is as parent. All weekday, homework, breakfast, lunch, dinner, only one to do errands, every decision, always on duty parents. All weekend...........and the weekends go on F O R E V E R (not in a good way). No really, weekends last a month. I look at the clock at 10 am on a Saturday and think I won't make it or they won't make it. This weekend is more intense because M is actually sick (surprise! viral throat infection. 4th throat thing this year. Can someone say ENT doc? Those tonsils need to come out.) and E decided to jump on the sick child bandwagon for attention this morning, but by this afternoon and a wasted copay at the doctor, he decided he would rather go play with his friends, thus the afternoon was spent explaining that once he claimed illness there would be no friend time or fun time. Poor G was trying to stay out of the line of fire and out of the contagious zone, but ended up with a friend picking on him and sending his balloon into the sky(literal, not figurative) and weeping over that loss. And I just wanted to go awayand not deal with any of it. And I feel more horrible knowing that I have a supportive husband who is a great dad who would love to be here to help but can't right now. And there are much worse situations that we could be in. (And my head is itching like crazy meaing I am about to lose large amount of hair) But right now I am just tired and hope a good night's sleep will solve all my problems. But we are only halfway through a llllllloooonnnnnnggggggggg 2 day weekend and there is no telling how everyone will feel tomorrow. No time for a pity party, move on and try to take it as it comes and make the best of it.
love and hugs (I could use them), B
3 comments:
Oh I feel for you. I know what a struggle the doing-it-on-your-own-parenting was last year when hubby was travelling with work but that there were lots of fun moment in there too. Can you take a wee bit of time out for yourself at all - organise play-dates for all the kids at the same time maybe? Definitely take an early night (or three) - the extra sleep makes everything just a little bit easier. Hugs to you.
So cutting apart the fallen tree was a good workout for you. Life builds character...I know, I know you have enough character.
xxxooo I don't know how you do it, Betsy.
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