Groundhog Day
I don't care much for weekends anymore. I especially don't like having a random "weekend style" day in the middle of the week.
It's just not fun having to entertain three children people instead of just two.
Tate is a do-er. He doesn't like being homebound, watching TV, and generally doing nothing. Unfortunately for him, having two small children puts a major cramp in his style.
When he got home from work on Tuesday night, he wanted me to plan some good ol' family fun for the Fourth of July. In all fairness, he did say "we" should plan something, but seeing as I speak Tatenese, I knew that really meant I was to be the planner. I was not aware that I was to be the Entertainment Coordinator for this holiday. Flattering to be nominated for the role, I suppose, but with all my other responsibilities, I wasn't interested in taking on another position.
Being the overachiever that I am, though, I thought real, real hard for about 1/2 a second trying to come up with a fun activity. Hmmm, I thought to myself. What kind of fun can we have with two small children, who need naps and won't nap anywhere but their beds, and one who needs my boob every 2-3 hours? Gosh, I was stumped.
I couldn't think of ONE thing to do. So we did nothing.
Tate moped around all day Wednesday having suddenly realized we're losers parents. I was too weary from my attempt at Entertainment Coordinator to remind him that being homebound is just a temporary side-effect of having a newborn.
I wonder, does he think I enjoy being stuck at home all week with no place to go? Does he think I enjoy always sticking to the standard operating procedure for two babies? Does he realize that I can't distinguish between the days because they are all the same? Does he realize that I am bored OUT OF MY MIND?
The walls in my house look a lot like the bars of a prison cell. I stay home EVERYDAY. Keeping to feeding schedules and nap schedules, cleaning house, doing laundry, fixing meals, paying bills...yeah, it's just not my idea of a good time. I would have loved to have hosted a bar-b-que, gone to the beach, or gone to see fireworks, but it's just easier to stay home.
My brother and his girlfriend are coming for a visit this weekend. I suppose I should get my ass in gear and start planning some wild and crazy things to do between the kids' naptimes. Scrabble anyone? Twister?
I'd hate to be fired from my job as Entertainment Coordinator. Heh.
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I feel your pain. But I have found a way around it ...sometimes...For me it is usually he says, "Let's go do something". I say, "What do YOU want to do..." then he will say, "I don't know...what do YOU want to do.." and I say, "This was YOUR idea, you figure it out. I have stuff to do around the house to keep me busy".
It works sometimes. ;-)
Though sometimes it backfires and he says to go see his parents. I love em...but I can't take that much of them.
It's hard to fun and be parents at the same time. I know what you mean about boredom though. I don't have a newborn but there is a monotony to the days here too.
He who has the boredom needs to make the plans. Period.
Don't you love how they can't take even one day, one frickin' day, being homebound without putting on their cranky ass pants?
Who knew when you had kids that, along with the title mom, you also gained the title of sole entertainment coordinator.
Men are lame.
this hit home !! D is always saying let's go out for lunch - as if it is all that easy. I am the one that has to pack all the proper food/equipment/cups/toys/diapers/wipes to just go to lunch with 2 kids. when i say NO too much - he gets upset. arghh...they just don't get it.
Yup. I know your feeling.
My husband can't sit still either...makes for many arguments.
I can sit on the couch all day if you let me.
Yesterday kind of threw me off too. I kept thinking it was Sunday.
You don't have family close buy that you could have spent the 4th with them?
That sucks ..... all of it... men don't understand how much work it is to REALLY take care of children.
May I suggest good old game of hide and seek? They all hide, and you run away. Oh wait, then the game wouldn't really be hide and seek anymore. But it would be fun for you, no?
Holy crap - this is so my life for the past few months. It's comforting to know that I am not the only one feeling crushed by the mind-numbing boredom that sets in every once in awhile (okay, daily).
I think if men were responsible for the calendar/social events, we'd never go anywhere!
This will pass. And then you will find yourself going out, but YOU will have to be the organizer and packer for any and all trips. I don't think my Hubby would be able to distinguish between any of the 3 boyz' clothes. Nor would he know whose shoes are whose.
I'm becoming a lesbian in my next life.
"I was too weary from my attempt at Entertainment Coordinator..." HAHAHA. Yes, I can see how you would be weary after that attempt. So funny. I'm not sure whether to feel for you, or be jealous of you. My husband announced at 8:45 yesterday that he wanted to go to the parade, which started at 9:00. I looked at my 4 unfed and still in pajamas kiddos, and madly began stuffing food into faces and lathering sunscreen onto bodies and packing the enormous diaper bag and everything else that goes into leaving the house. We got to the parade, super late but with enough time to see a bit of it still, and twenty minutes later the four year old had to pee. So we left. A whole lot of craziness... for what?
oh darlin', you crack me up. and make my heart break with sympathy at the same time.
newborns are hard...so repetitive, so total. sweet, yes, no matter how colicky...but overwhelming in doses larger than thirty minutes. which means that mommies of newborns should not have to be entertainment coordinators.
we could try to translate that memo into Tatenese and send it on to him, if you like. ;)
enjoy the, erm, Scrabble weekend with your guests!
I can totally relate. Totally.
On reason I am so happy to be back to work... I can get out of the house.
Yep, I definitely feel your pain. There just are not a lot of options for things to do with young children!
Hubby tried desperately to convince me that we needed to go wakeboarding and then have a bbq at the park for the 4th.
Uhh, 1st didn't we just do that last year , and second I don't wakeboard - you do - I usually wind up sitting at the park entertaining the kids while you frolic.
So I decided to let hubby have the day wakeboarding and then be home in the evening to head out to the fireworks show with us.
It worked wonders for my sanity!
I hate "weekends" too, for that reason... Although OE's perfectly content to be a couch potato, he expects me to feed him and entertain him, and he just makes more of a mess for me to clean up, and then he wonders why nothing gets done when he's home. I am thankful to be back on the road for that reason, he'll have very few days off for the next few months. Although, it does get to me to be 'stuck' with Charity all day every day with no break, and at least she can carry on a conversation (even if it consists primarily of 'I want' or 'No, I don't want to') so I can't even imagine how you can handle being alone with 2 so much! Men just don't get that part, they say that we're "so lucky" to get to stay home with the kid(s), (which we are) but fail to acknowledge the fact that we live in practical isolation to do it.
LMAO at the Binky Bitch--brilliant!
We are so there,huh? I can't do anything anymore--not even blog--3 kids on summer break--is killing me! So glad i can laugh here b/c my 4 walls are so not funny! Hang in there and well-wish me too! :)
It's temporary. It's temporary. It's temporary.
Well,the being stuck at home because it's easier than trying to get it all together to get out of the house part is temporary. The Entertainment Coordinator, that's permanent.
Sorry things are tough, hon.
Should have sent him to the store with a long list and at least one kid. That would have been entertaining.
For someone.
Why does it always fall to us wimmins, the planning? Grr.
I hear ya! My hub is the same way and it drives me nuts! I'm the one that has to dress myself and the kids and pack everything up and then decide where the heck we're supposed to go. Its just NOT WORTH IT! And, yet, its boring for us to be stuck at home too, but you don't hear us whining! (Usually.)
Bored out of my mind right along with you, Jen. And it sucks being bored from staying at home, but realizing that it would be more work than it is worth do actually leave the house and do something entertaining.
And what the hell is up with men and their "we" speak? Mine does that too. Why don't they just come out and ask us to do it if that's what they really mean?
This is exactly why my boys are eight years apart! After the first one, decided I wanted more 'me; time. No more kids! When he was eight, I got stupid and thought I wanted a few more. Thankfully the hubby said no more after two!
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We just got back from Florida where I felt that for the entire time I was somehow a cruise director on someone else's vacation. Not only did I drive EVERYWHERE- how did that happen? But EVERYTHING we did was planned by me and coordinated and I was the sole person to look at maps and get directions. I had a big ol fashion hissy fit every day. It would be nice to sit back and enjoy the things someone has planned for us wouldn't it?
BTW- when will you be in St. Louis next- sounds like coordinating a family trip, driving a long way, and being away from home isn't gonna happen for a while!
I remember before I had kids arrogantly thinking that life wouldn't change (snort!!!!) I thought that I'd still go backpaking round the world, go out whenever I wanted etc etc.
Ha ha - the reality is, when you have kids, ESPECIALLY a breastfeeding newborn - home is the best place to be.
I'm not sure why women are the cruise directors and men are the passengers, but it seems to be so. Must be worse with little kids.
Wow, it's like reading about our day. The husband is all restless because it's a holiday and nothing's going on, and frankly I'm restless too, but the fireworks are out because the kid's already in bed for the night, and we could have someone over, but everyone we're friends with are out doing fun, childless things, and so... We ordered pizza. Let the good times roll!
Ha, ha sorry about that Jennifer! It can be so tiring day after day to do the same thing- and men just don't understand. They figure we have it easy- I just want to say, "switch for a day!"
One thing I keep hearing from people who have older children is that I should be taking Little Elvis everywhere now because he's so portable. But he doesn't seem all that portable to me. An iPod is portable, but a baby that doesn't like to be alone in the backseat for longer than 5 minutes really isn't that portable. At least in my opinion. Maybe they meant when he was just a couple of weeks old and I was having issues walking?
Why is it always the women who have to do the planning? I hate thats its always my responsibilty and of course get bitched at if its the wrong thing. Men have it so easy really
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