Shameless: A Much Needed Break From ParenthoodCody
Sometimes we have those moments where we just need the opportunity to step back from being a parent regardless of how ridiculous it makes us look. I’ve had a few of those moments in the past and sometimes I’ve wondered what other people have thought of me in those moments.
With Casey being gone to L.A. for six straight nights, I was ready for a break from being the sole caretaker of these two kids of ours.
I can’t stress enough how much I admire the job that single parents do, because I don’t know if I could do it. When Casey leaves my stress level more than doubles. My work at home starts earlier in the day and continues non-stop until about 10 p.m. at night. The work I do at my full-time job becomes more difficult to manage because of the hard deadlines that the kids impose on my daily routine.
Addie must be picked up from the bus stop at a certain time of the day. Vivi must be picked up from daycare at a certain time of the day. Regardless of how much work I have to get done or what consequences might follow by not getting it done, my kids’ deadlines absolutely have to be met. And that means I often have to bring my work home with me at night to work on while everyone else in the house is in bed, when I would normally be relaxing to a somewhat decent TV show or a good football game.
Even doing the little things during the day that usually relieve me of stress and a little bit of joy, bring nothing but added stress instead. For instance, fitting a time to go to the gym this week has been incredibly difficult and stressful.
Needless to say, by the time Casey gets back from a long trip… I’m ready for a break from parenthood.
On Casey’s first night back from her extended trip to L.A., her friends had planned to have her birthday party somewhere in downtown Indianapolis. That left me at home with the kids once more. Truth was, I couldn’t take another night with the kids alone. So when I got home from work, I told the kids to get in the car because we were going to go to the gym and they were going to hang out in the gym’s Jungle Club.
Me? I sat in the hot tub for 15 minutes, took a shower, and then watched Netflix in the men’s locker room on my wife’s Ipad for the next 45 minutes.
I’m sure that I looked funny sitting there on a bench in the mens’ locker room with an Ipad in a cherry red case, headphones in my ears as men changed their clothes and went about their evening. But I didn’t care. That hour of relaxation was exactly what I needed as a parent and I don’t feel guilty about it one bit.
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