flash is away on a long trip and thus, i am doing it alone-ish these days. my parents live nearby and i can count on my mom for some help. but the ins and outs of each day are mine and mine alone. the six am wake up call is not followed by flash scooping up both kids and taking them down stairs to play while i sleep for an hour. no one else is cleaning up the dinner dishes or taking out the trash.
whenever we do a longer stretch like this (14 days) of flash being gone i always get to wondering how single parents, or parents with spouse’s overseas in the armed service, or any other situation that means parenting alone for really long periods of time manage. here it is, day nine and i am sagging. i am not collapsing, but i am sagging. a sure sign, my fridge is full to the brim of delicious, local, farm fresh veggies and i am not looking forward to cooking at all.
i would like a nap. or three hours alone. or, a three hour nap. but i don’t see that happening in the near future. instead i see a lot of laundry (i am trying to be grateful to have so much wonderful clothing/diapers/sheets to wash), cleaning up the toys a million times (and thanks for those too), cooking a dinner that the bean will shun and chickpea will throw half of on the floor (thanks you universe for the lovely fresh food), another hectic bedtime (thanks for the beds, i like beds), and another day that starts around 5:45 when chickpea begins the morning nurse and squirmathon and the bean joins us at 6:15 for a quick hug and then “go down stairs!”
i don’t mean to complain. on the upside, i thought i would be totally crashing by now so a mere sag is pretty great. beanie has been mostly sleeping through the night, and i did pass in my final exam for the class i took so that is over. i guess i just need to let myself sag for a minute and then ask for a little more help. maybe not the kind of help i can see, maybe not the kind that does the dishes, but instead maybe the kind that just gives me a little more energy. since everything is energy i am sure there is some spare i can ask for.
the trick, i guess, is being a little less stubborn in my attempt to do every little thing myself.
um, ha ha ha ha universe. (i just got an email from a local-ish friend offering help.)
put away stubborn wall and reply now.
see ya people’s.
woowoo to the mama.