Friday, April 19, 2013

I can't tell if they're working for me or against me...

On a near daily basis, I go back and forth with myself over whether I'd rather have the chance to stay home with my girls full-time or keep working in a job where I can actually get people to listen to me (or, at least, pretend to listen to me) more often than not.

This week, the pendulum had fully swung into the SAHM territory. Between the terrible things that were happening across the country that left me wanting to do nothing more than sit at home and sniff Caitlin's head, and some beyond stressful work deadlines, by Wednesday, I was just done. DONE!

Then, I got home. And Steve was out of town for work, so it was just me and the girls for the night. And Brigid had picked some dandelions at school, and someone had told her that you should blow on the white fluffy ones while making a wish, and I had to stop her from doing just that in the middle of my kitchen, because cleaning up dandelion fluff was not on my list of things to do that evening.

Instead, we headed to the back porch, so Brigid could make her wish and blow her dandelion fluff.

And then she wished that mommy and daddy would stay home forever. When I asked her what, exactly, she meant by that, she told me that she wished we didn't have to go to work and the store and places like that.

Well, then.

Of course, Caitlin countered that pretty compelling argument by waking up four times over the course of the night, so that by the time I left for work the next day, I was just happy that there was a pretty good chance that for the next few hours, I wouldn't be hearing any more indignant screaming coming my way because I'd had the audacity to NOT BE IN THE ROOM WHEN MY CHILD WOKE HERSELF UP at 2AM, and yeah...

I still don't have an answer for myself.

1 comment:

  1. I think you should stay home and come play with me. PROBLEM SOLVED.


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