I was trying to decide whether I wanted to post this here or not, but I know that as CG spouses, we all have these days, or in my case, weeks. You know the ones: your husband is gone for an amount of time, the house is a mess, you have a million things to do, kids to take care of, they aren't sleeping/napping, snow is on the ground and your studded tires aren't on yet, and did I mention the kids are crankypants? To top things off, this is the first time my son has realized that daddy is gone, so he is extra cranky. Yeah, so I'm having a week.
Just today I called both my sister, my mom and my best friend and said, "Do you ever have those days when you resent your husband and his job for taking you away from your family and leaving you in the middle of no where?" The overwhelming response was "YES!" We have all been there.
When I came to this here blog today (my Southern roots coming out), I saw the post by Mary about how grateful she is for the CG and the benefits it provides for us. I too am grateful for that and it truly does out weigh the bad days, but still...
I just can't seem to get out of this funk. How do you do it? I have no family here that I can just drop the kids off to so I can have some much needed time alone. I don't want to ask friends to do that for me b/c they are too busy with their own children and most need their own breaks they don't get. We have tried switching off, but it's just not a good time for that right now. And I can't justify spending the money on a sitter more than once while he is gone and that day is already taken.
In order for some peace of mind and some much needed time out of the house today, I tried a playgroup, but when I went to the house no one answered the door. We went to Walmart instead where the boy screamed the entire time until I gave him a Gerber fruit bar and then started again as soon as it was gone. Forty five minutes later I gave in and came home.
Please share your wisdom on getting out of this. I've tried making a list of all the things I'm thankful for, but still nothing. Maybe I just need to find myself alone on a nice warm beach (miraculously with that perfect beach body to go with it) enjoying the sun, a good book and a fruity cocktail. Oh, a girl can dream can't she?
***I apologize for any of you in Walmart today that had to hear my screaming son. It was that or there was going to be a beatdown (don't get your panties in a wad, it's just a figure of speech).