Saturdays Without Daddy
My husband works Tuesday through Saturdays. He LOVES his job, and this schedule works out perfectly for us. The schools schedule teacher workdays and holidays for Mondays pretty frequently, so we’ve been able to save a TON of vacation days!
Problems arise when Saturday comes. As all moms can attest, it is up to us to get everything done. Our Saturdays consist of visiting my older children at my ex-husband’s house, taking the car through the carwash and vacuuming it out, grocery shopping…and about a million other tasks that I can’t get done during the week.
I complete everything with a 6-year old that can’t stand still, and a 9-year old that has had major attitude lately.
Temper Tantrums and Attitudes
In addition to ALL of the things I have to get done, my 6-year old has been having constant melt-downs. His melt-downs are mysteriously absent when Daddy is home, but they are the hardest part of our Saturdays. Of course, he seems to completely lose it when we are around a large crowd of people.
On top of that, my 9-year old ALWAYS has an attitude about everything! This is a recent development. He was always my sweet, mama’s boy…but lately he doesn’t want to do anything. Lordy, I remember those days when I was young. You’re not old enough to stay on your own, but you’re old enough to know that you don’t want to hang out with your mom and younger brother all day.
I’m a firm believer in spanking (within reason, of course), but I don’t like to spank them in public. I don’t have the energy to deal with the looks and comments.
Busy Schedule, and Getting Busier
Saturdays bring a lot of craziness now that I have a blog to plan for…and next month will be worse, since I will be starting school. I have a LOT to do, in a very short amount of time.
Before, I had an hour or two in the morning to drink coffee and play a few games on my phone, or just surf the net, while the babies eat breakfast (yes, it takes my 6-year old that long…smh). Not anymore.
I woke up this morning at 5:30 am, made the boys breakfast, made my coffee…and pulled my laptop out to get to work (yes, my husband reminded me, as he was leaving, that I forgot to make him breakfast).
After three hours of working, my brain was fried so I asked the boys if they wanted to go pick up my 12-year old and hike our local trail. I’m fairly sure they stopped listening after I mentioned picking up Declan because they were all excited (they aren’t usually so animated when I mention a 3-mile hike).
Visiting My Kids
When we got to my ex-husband’s house, we saw my poor baby wasn’t feeling well (or he heard the word hike, and was faking it). We gave him lots of hugs and kisses, and went to say hello to my little buddy, Tristan. Tristan is two months older than Michael, and they love each other to death. I always have to give him hugs and kisses xoxoxoxo. My oldest son was at a friend’s house, so we couldn’t say hello to him…and both of my girls weren’t there. #sadface
Since Declan wasn’t coming, the boys thought we were going home…nope. We needed to get out and breathe in the fresh air, and get some physical activity, before I went home and back to work. They were NOT happy. Well, tough…we aren’t sitting in the house ALL day long. There is NO stress that can’t be alleviated by a good hike on our local trail.
The Boys Were Troopers
Thankfully, the boys did awesome!! First, I let Gage carry my phone with the Pokémon Go app on, and then Michael and I searched for Poison Ivy (for some reason, he insists on seeing Poison Ivy every time we walk the trail). We like to take the river trail since it’s all in the shade (the Florida sun can be brutal). I just have to be hyper vigilant looking for snakes and gators (yep, ran up on one once on the trail).
We ended up completing 3.5 miles!!
Since the boys behaved so well, I treated them to Taco Bell for lunch. They didn’t eat much…but they were totally psyched for the Mountain Dew Baja Blasts. I don’t normally let them get ANYTHING with the word Mountain Dew in it…but I conceded just this one. We ordered a bunch of food since we were all starving…and the boys ate almost nothing. Most of the food ended up coming home with us since their eyes were bigger than their tummies, (which excited my husband when he got home and saw the snacks).
After all this, I thought for sure the kids would pass out the second we got home, and I would be able to get a ton of work completed.
What was I thinking?
They wanted to watch movies and play on their tablets. I let them skip their nap, as long as they stayed quiet.
Coincidentally, I started a draft for a post titled “Inspiration: How to find it when you are exhausted” … and could not keep my eyes open. I finally had to turn off my computer and take a nap.
I woke to my husband coming in from work, and asking what was for dinner.
Lovin’ the mom life!