I have the utmost respect for single parents. I know I don’t have it in me to be a single parent. Not even remotely. That being said, Seth left for Pittsburgh yesterday for a two day conference. He’ll be back late Tuesday night leaving me with three dinner times, three bed times, and two morning wake up routines all to myself. Yay me. Yes, I am superwoman, thank you for asking. I need a cape. Though a sidekick would be more useful, don’t you think?
Of course, not five minutes after Seth left, one of the cats threw up on the stairs. It’s like they were mocking me. One of my rules is that Seth is 100% responsible for any bodily fluids which come out of the cats. I am not a pet person. I don’t like being responsible for animals. I would rather be pet-free (and thereby dander-free) than deal with puke, pee, poop, etc. If I wanted to deal with bodily fluids, I would have had kids. Oh, wait… I did that.
This morning started at 4:30 with an exploding diaper from Sam who then frantically nursed for an hour. Then J threw up on the stairs on his way down to get his patch put on for the morning. Also, he was bouncing off the walls all farkin’ morning. It was a good morning. I expect tonight to be more of the same. Good times all around.
I don’t mind the single-parenting gig, actually. I love my kids. What I hate is the feeling of being trapped. What if I needed to go out? I can’t. With four sleeping children, I’m stranded. How do single parents handle this? I leave in the morning, drop J at school, go to work, dash out of work, pick J up, run home, meet the nanny to relieve her, get everyone fed, into bed, get J fed, into bed, and then I’m stranded. There’s no time for an extra errand, like if I had to stop at the pharmacy or grocery store or pick up the dry cleaning or whatever. How would I do that if Seth weren’t coming home Tuesday night? I guess I’d get a babysitter, but if I were a single parent with four young kids, how would I afford that? Did I mention that I have the utmost respect for single parents? I don’t know how you guys (and gals) do it!
Did I mention Ellie’s teething?
How many hours left until Seth comes home?
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