Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Ask your dad!!

Last weekend I went someplace leaving the four kids home with dad.  While I was gone, one of the kids fell and hurt her knee.  And called me.  Her dad was in the next room and she didn't say a word to him about it.  He had no idea!  No idea that she'd fallen or called me.

A friend recently left her little one home with dad to come home and find she'd cut her hair.  A lot.  And dad hadn't noticed.  The wonky hairdo OR the big pile of hair on the floor.

I just got home from the grocery store.  Carrying my purse and 12 grocery bags I staggered into the house and three kids (who just walked past their dad) all asked me for things at the same time.  "Mom can you tie my shoe?"  "Mom can you show me how to write DRAGON?"  "Mom can I have something to eat?"  Oh my word ask your dad - he's Right THERE!!

Wouldn't it be nice to be a dad sometimes?  The constant constant-ness of being a mom is so overwhelming.  I don't know what I'd even do with my extra head time if kids walked past me and asked someone else all the "stuff'".  Dad's can be foggy and it's endearing to the world.  Who cares if the kids clothes are on inside out.  Good job dad, they're dressed.  Who cares if they ate hot dogs for three days straight.  Good job dad, they ate food.  And I'm not even joking about this one- our kids doctor found my daughter hadn't eaten vegetables at two meals a day and sent me to see a nutritionist.  What in the heck??  Why is it acceptable for dad's to just keep everyone alive and moms get to do everything else?  EVERYTHING ELSE???

It is what it is people.  Mom friends, we can be crabby or we can choose not to be. because honestly dads have their own stuff.  I'm a stay at home mom and while I'm on call 24/7, I also have it pretty good.  If I feel like sleeping in I can.  My husband can't - he has to go to work.  If I feel like going to the zoo, taking the kids on a train trip, or going to the $1 movies I can.  My husband can't - he has to go to work.

I know I've said this before but if someone broke into our house in the night, I would wake up my husband and HE would go deal with it.  Not me.  I would call 911 or go find a bat but my first line of response would be to wake the hubby.  Can you even imagine the weight of responsibility that would be?  That our husbands live with every day?  I can't and I'm thankful I don't have to.  I'm so very thankful I have him to turn to.






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