Okay, this is just a vent, plain and simple. Nobody has to fix anything. Maybe it's the fact that I'm having my period, or maybe I'm overly tired. But I'm sitting here getting all weepy because it seems sometimes like no matter what I do, no matter how hard I try, it's never enough--for anybody.
My boyfriend and I went to the Bob Seger concert last night, had a great time. But that meant I didn't work for the evening, which put me behind to start with this morning. I worked for a few hours after I got home, while I was on CM last night, but then that meant short sleep again. And of course today had to be when I got a rush job because one of my clients neglected to send me some chapters of a Spanish book on time, but still tried to guilt me into meeting their delivery schedule, which I didn't agree to, thank goodness. My boyfriend usually takes our daughter with him on Wednesday mornings when he makes his weekly deliveries of watches he had repaired to the jewelry stores he does trade work for. But he couldn't have her with him today because he had to get his driver's license renewed, soI lost out on the morning of work. Then the babysitter I had lined up for the afternoon bailed on me ten minutes before she was supposed to arrive. My daughter is loving her new bike, so I took her to the park and on a very long ride, hoping to wear her out, which didn't happen. Then she was mad because I came inside when her dad got home, instead of staying out on the porch to do sidewalk chalk with her. I'd spent the whole day with her, but she wanted more, more, more!
Then I came in and my boyfriend said you know, we should do more fun things together, we don't get enough time for us. He told me he'd set it up so we could meet a family friend for dinner tomorrow night. She has a son, so our kids can play together at McDonald's or Chick FilA and we can have some adult time, and he invited another friend over to have a few drinks late Friday night after our daughter is in bed. Sounds great, right? But I lost it. I was like, when the hell am I supposed to work and make the money to keep this household afloat? And of course, he was hit totally out of left field, asking what he did to set me off. Which made me feel like a jerk. But short of finding a way to give up sleeping altogether, I don't know how I'm supposed to keep up, and then he wants social time for us and intimacy an all those other things that I know are truly important, and I could just scream. And his answer was, well, what do you want me to do about it?
So is it a mom thing, this feeling like no matter how much you give or how hard you work or how spent you are by the end of the day, it's never enough?
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