Isn't it ironic that the greatest gift you and your spouse can give one another is the gift of a child? Yet the meanest thing you can do to one another is leave them alone with that child for the entire weekend?
I was alone with Jack all weekend. Which wasn't in a big deal because it was the just the same as every other day of my life, but it still would have been nice to have been alone for 5 or 10 minutes. I know, I'm high maintenance!
I started wondering how I could possibly still be excited about the weekend even though it wasn't really a day off for me. (I'm sure it wasn't mostly due to the pizza and friends I was having over that night. Pizza + friends makes everything better). I realized this either means that every day of my life is kind of like a weekend....or that in reality I'll never have an actual relaxing weekend again for at least another 18 years.
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I think my main beef with the whole situation was that I had to wake up at 6 on both Saturday and Sunday. That ain't even right. Hats off to single parents out there. I don't know how they do it.
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