Have kids they said... It will be awesome they said...

Clearly, 'They', never spent a weekend with a four year glued to their side demanding CONSTANT attention. Because, that's SO not awesome. 

Sure, THEY were right having a child is awesome. It's also waaaaaay hard, requires a shitload of patience and selflessness, the majority of your free time and a MUCH stronger will than your child...

The past four days were so packed full my son constantly wanting my attention that it was hard to catch my breath sometimes. From chasing after him to answering four billion 'Why?' questions (A MINUTE!), to making sure he and his dad were not terrorizing the neighborhood, to planning and serving meals (ALL DAMN DAY!) I never truly had any long stretch of time to relax, alone.

By mid-day Monday, I was out of my mind with my family, the state of the house, the meals, the constant questions, monitoring, and attention my son requied. I called my sister, mother of two boys (9yrs, 10yrs) and told her I was going to win the Asshole Parent award for being so tired of being a mom!

She laughed and told me that there is NO ONE in the world that can last four days with a four-year-old and not be exhausted. She proceeded to tell me about her state of mind with her boys and how we were in the same boat, and most likely with every other parent enduring a 4-day weekend at home with their child.

Our talk made me feel instantly better. Sometimes, I feel like such a shitty parent for getting so annoyed and exhausted with constant family stuff. I feel like I am being ungrateful for this gift of motherhood.

So where the hell am I going with this?

Thanks to my sister talking me down from my wanna-be-super-mom pedestal, I stopped freaking out, and finally caught my breath. I really felt so much better. And so, I want you to know that if you too feel like an asshole parent for getting annoyed, tired and short on patience too sometimes, it's ok. Forgive yourself. You're not superhuman, so don't hold yourself to superpower abilities.

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Gypsy Queen said...

Just got back from a week long vacation with my little family of three visitomg my parents and let me tell you, were it not for Nana, Papa, and Daddy to occasionally swap time with the kiddo for 10 or 15 minutes here and there, I don't think I would have survived.
Needless to say, I still had three days of having to be constant playmate with my soon-to-be 4 yr old. Even with Daddy there, he prefers to have "Mommy-Jonas" time. Or "one-two time" not "one-two-three time" as he calls it.
I am definitely glad to be back at work and having my little monster... I mean wonderful son, back in school! And I think he was glad to be back too, since he ran in hollering "Bye Mom" without looking back!
While I felt a little bad about not wanting to be a 24/7 playmate, I didn't beat myself up about it at the end of the day. So I guess all is not terrible!

April McCormick said...

"one-two time" not "one-two-three time" as he calls it. I am seriously laughing out loud! I get it. Sometimes, daddy gets home from work and loses his luster in three minutes. I'm ready to break out of the house like it's Alcatraz, and the kid finds me before I can find a good hiding spot!

Ollie ran into school too. I have a feeling we were all ready for our space this morning. 24/7 playmate=crazy lady.