May 27, 2009
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Just the three of us
Craig left for the evening to go to some sort of networking event for web developers. (Geeks) (Wait that's me too). Anyway, it's just me and the chitterlings.
I CANNOT BELIEVE HOW MUCH EASIER THEY ARE TO DEAL WITH when my dear, darling husband isn't around. I suspected that this would be the case, but now I know it to be true. We ate dinner, we played cars, we got ready for bed, and the kids are both sleeping. The only time I had to raise my voice was when Brandon was goofing around with his sister instead of putting on his pajamas. She distracts him easily.
Not only are they both sleeping, but I managed to put her in her crib *while she was still awake* and she went to sleep! On her own! We have had NOTHING but sleeping problems with her, and Craig rocks her to sleep every night. Not that he minds, but we've tried getting her into her crib when she's drowsy, and when he's been home, she's screamed and cried.
I can feel several weeks' worth of stress melting away without the help of an alcoholic beverage or loud music playing through headphones. It's not even quiet around here! Brandon is listening to a Backyardigans CD on his radio as he sleeps, and I've been too lazy to go turn it off.
Words cannot convey how peaceful this feels. I need to ship him off more often.
School is over in two days. I am dreading it so much. I can handle two kids. I can handle one husband. But the three of them together are driving me absofuckinglutely insane. I dread leaving them to go run errands or do something interesting without them because all hell breaks loose the minute I come home. For instance:
I rode with a good friend last Saturday from KC to St. Charles MO (note: <3 hour trip!) just to see one of her favorite authors, Ellen Dugan. It was well worth meeting her, I will say that, and the trip was fun, albeit long, because it was a one-day trip. When I got home, I was assured by Craig and Brandon that things had gone very smoothly and there were no big issues. It didn't stay that way for long, nosireebob! I hadn't been home but a few minutes when the whining and not-listening started. All of them, not just the under five crowd. It was like that when we were taking Tai Chi, too. I'd get nice and relaxed in class, but when we got to my parents' house to pick the kids up, they were just insane! Probably they were over-tired, and that was part of it...but not all of it. It got to the point that I was actually leaving Tai Chi *more* stressed out than when I went in! I loved the class, and really liked the instructor, but I just couldn't handle the stress.
Oh, but this is so nice! Hey, Craig, if you can read this while you're out....stay out a little longer. Just be home in time to get Brandon to school, because I need the car.
Comments (2)
HA! I feel the same when Bryan is home on the weekends. The dogs are all riled up when he is home, plus I end up having to do more work after he leaves, than if he stayed in Springfield! I think it's just men in general. Once Craig goes back to work, you are gonna want him home to take care of the kids, and if Bryan gets deployed again, I'm gonna want him home to take care of things around the house. Can't live with em' and it's to expensive to replace em' !
@discorara -
Unless you buy a robot.
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