Is it just me?
Sometimes I wonder how other parents juggle letting each other have time to do things that they want without getting petty or resentful or jealous. I find myself feeling very irritated whenever my OH goes to do something that will mean that I have the kids alone for even longer than I do. It's my "job" to take care of them all day, so I can't help but feel like I'm on unpaid overtime when he leaves me with them after he would normally be home! It's so comical and petty to type, but I really don't know how to get past it! For example, he has a friend or two over to play a game most Tuesdays. Not only does this mean that we have to tidy the wreck of the house as soon as he gets home and we eat and put the kids to bed in a rush and hope to God they sleep, but also that I have to field all post-bedtime wake-ups by myself. With D, between 7:00pm and when we go to bed, this could be anything between one and infinity. I grin (OK, so I don't grin. Grimace? Sneer?) and bear it because I do like for him to do something fun, even if I don't get to. But then there was Friday night, where after work he met up with a friend of ours that also works in Glasgow for a drink before coming home. Fine, fair enough, in an ideal world that would be great! However, when it takes you an hour and a half to get home, waiting around for that friend to finish work, then going to get a drink and then coming home puts you back at home well after the kids are in bed! Great. So not only do I have to feed and put the kids to bed for nap times by myself, but I have to feed them their dinner by myself, get them ready for bed and put them down for the night by myself, too? Just so you can go have one drink after work? Ugh. This is starting to feel like an epic complaining post, but my question is this: Is this the same for everyone else? That you now begrudge your OH having any fun at all because you don't get to have any? I really want to be happy that he's getting to do something fun once in awhile, but all I actually feel like doing is shouting at him about how I never get to go anywhere (that isn't taking a sick child to the doctor, walking R to playgroup or going to the park) or do anything fun! I just hope I am not the only one feeling miserable about feeling miserable. 😅
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