November 1, 2013

Adam, the husband, makes me like parenting. It’s not that parenting is something totally different when he’s there (well, maybe it actually is). It’s that sharing the burden 50/50 (as well as the joy) makes it sooooo much better.

After three glorious days of our adult only vaca, I returned to fly a solo mission for two more days. The first day, as predicted, was pretty painless. Everyone celebrated my return and brought their A games. By the time day number two rolled around, the thrill of my return had died down. As if they had a pow-wow and planned to attack me from all directions, they really knocked me down. I went to bed the second night feeling exhausted, beat down and desperate for my partner in crime.

Of course now he was able to coast in on the tails of their joy for his return. However, it didn’t take long for the temper tantrums and disobedience to return. Oh the joys of parenting.

To have someone to help combat the challenges these little people throw at me, makes it so much more manageable. To have a three to two ratio makes all the difference in the world. And to think we were once trumped by the lovely one to two ratio!!!! There is no other “helper” in my life that I don’t have to swoop in the minute it gets ugly. Having Adam there is so much better!

So pretty much I just need Adam to quit his job and hang with me every minute of every day for this job to be easy. That’s realistic, right? I guess I’ll just have to settle for the fact my job is super hard and celebrate TGIF!!!!!!

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