Yesterday hubby had to go out of town for a weekend meeting. This isn’t uncommon and although I do not relish being a single mom for a few days, it doesn’t normally bug me much. But not this time.
Last night I came home from work and wanted to just curl up on the couch and speed time along till bedtime. But I powered through, made dinner and then talked Diva into watching a movie so we didn’t have to do crafts or anything too exertive. I figured part of my problem was that it was night time. I am not a night person. I’m one of those crazy people that prefer mornings. I had a good night’s sleep and even slept in till 7:00. Yes, this is sleeping in for me. I told you, I’m a morning person.
Today as I looked around the house and thought of the driveway needing to be shoveled, the trash cans that had to be brought in from the curve, the kitchen full of dirty dishes from dinner last night, the mess all over the house and two young kids that were demanding breakfast of all things (how dare they) I just wanted to go back to bed. Then Peanut came down wet. Some days we’re up, some days we’re down and this weekend, with me struggling already, the potty training is getting frustrating.
I made breakfast (pancakes) and yelled at Peanut for spilling her milk and Diva for something else similarly minor. Counted to 20 and tried again. I gave the girls showers and we headed outside. Me to shovel the driveway while Peanut “helped” and Diva to sell Major Saver cards for her school fundraiser. Don’t get me started on that! She hit the neighbors on our street then came to play with Peanut. We stayed out in the snow for over an hour before heading in for lunch. Yet, what I really want to do is crawl back in bed … again.
I keep thinking, “One thing at a time.” Tick off item by item and get through the day. Hubby will be home tomorrow evening.
What the heck is wrong with me? All I can figure is this time hubby took the teen with him. It’s great that they get to spend some time together, but it’s just me and the younger two this weekend. They are a little more work than the teen and especially without any help.
It’s times like this when you learn to really appreciate what you have and all those wants seem so petty.
3 comments:
Even though Hannah is only 10, she helps to keep the younger two in line. When it's just Jacob and Bridget, I tire much faster.
I'm a morning person, too, and am ready to call it a night by 8:00. As soon as the kids are in bed, I usually fall asleep in the recliner until I wake up at 10:00 and finally stumble to bed.
I think it's this time of year, too. It'll be much easier when it's light and warm!
Well, of course you're wearing thin with your helper gone, too! I can completely relate. Hang in there!
Sorry to hear your day was down. I totally feel the same way when I feel "stuck" with the little ones while my husband and two older kids are out doing something fun, or even if it's not fun, at least they're not home where I am ALL the time. I hope tomorrow is a better day for you and that you get some sunshine to perk you up.
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