Tuesday, June 18, 2013
one of those days
I just felt DONE- I had the boys alone Saturday night, all day Sunday (with the exception of 2 child-free hours at the US Open with Eric), and then again for bedtime on Sunday night. The boys have been out of school for 2 weeks, so I am with them every single day.
Anyway, I decided I couldn't play the no-nap game so I let them come downstairs, where they both wanted to eat. Eric ended up taking them for a ride in the car and they fell asleep- at 3:30. We woke them at 5:30 and they were crabby and miserable! Tantrums over dinner, over everything. The night ended with a beyond-exhausted Benjamin in hysterics- laughing, not crying- and kicking Eric so that he wouldn't have to wear pajamas. It was just bizarre.
Typing that- it doesn't seem so awful; a day later my perspective has changed enough for me not to feel as affected by it. It sounds like normal 3 year-old behavior, but I think I'm spoiled... In general the boys are just wonderful, and I'm aware of it everyday.
But it was days like yesterday that make me happy I work. Crazy to say it, but in the past 2 weeks, with the boys home everyday, my job has been like a vacation. I love getting out, no one whines, no one cries, no one pees in their pants. I don't know how stay-at-home moms do it! I have enormous respect for the moms who are with their children everyday, entertaining them and educating them. It is far more work than my paying job. And having a job allows me to look forward to the time I do have with my children, and put more energy into it.