Is it harder to be married to a pilot or is it harder for my pilot to be married to me?
I often feel bad when Paul first comes home from his 4 day trips. I feel like I come across pretty bitchy. After 4 days of shuttling the boys back and forth, crying nights followed by early mornings, the endless lunch packing, the bath times, the night routines, the nagging of a 6 year old to entertain him all day, and the constant refereeing of the boys…it just really gets to me sometimes.
I often feel bad when Paul first comes home from his 4 day trips. I feel like I come across pretty bitchy. After 4 days of shuttling the boys back and forth, crying nights followed by early mornings, the endless lunch packing, the bath times, the night routines, the nagging of a 6 year old to entertain him all day, and the constant refereeing of the boys…it just really gets to me sometimes.
Typically the day he returns home I usually have that “I’M DONE” look. And
I can’t wait to bust out of the house as fast as I can. I know I should be
ecstatic and welcome him with open arms. Sometimes I feel like he gets the
short end of the stick.
The last few weeks have been frustrating with T. It must be the back to school adjustment. He is so headstrong sometimes and he just doesn't back down. I type this at 4:45 pm as he is spending the rest of the night in his room by himself. Yes, it's been one of those days.
I find myself turning into Mean Mommy and it bothers me. I feel bad for my other son who does nothing but want to make me happy. Literally he will ask me "Mommy are you happy?" And if I say no, not right now- he will then come over and tickle me or hug me just to make me smile. And he will then look up at me and say "See you are happy now!" He cares that much about the feelings of others and he is only two years old. T has never done this and I don't understand why. I was given two polar opposite children. I am sure there is a reason for this and maybe someday I will find out.
In the meantime, I will pour myself a glass of wine (when P walks in the door) and maybe just hideout in the closet with my new Triathlete mag. But regardless, I am ecstatic that he is finally home. I know I just show it in a weird way.
The last few weeks have been frustrating with T. It must be the back to school adjustment. He is so headstrong sometimes and he just doesn't back down. I type this at 4:45 pm as he is spending the rest of the night in his room by himself. Yes, it's been one of those days.
I find myself turning into Mean Mommy and it bothers me. I feel bad for my other son who does nothing but want to make me happy. Literally he will ask me "Mommy are you happy?" And if I say no, not right now- he will then come over and tickle me or hug me just to make me smile. And he will then look up at me and say "See you are happy now!" He cares that much about the feelings of others and he is only two years old. T has never done this and I don't understand why. I was given two polar opposite children. I am sure there is a reason for this and maybe someday I will find out.
In the meantime, I will pour myself a glass of wine (when P walks in the door) and maybe just hideout in the closet with my new Triathlete mag. But regardless, I am ecstatic that he is finally home. I know I just show it in a weird way.
All pilots have come home to the "i'm done" look, no question! I have a blog post in the works about this very same topic!
ReplyDeleteYou are doing great! Our job is not easy!
you are so hilarious. but I totally understand you. that's the way I am when my husband comes from work. I am like so ready to just run but I choose to stay and deal with all the chaos. I have to deal with the morning drama of my 5 yr old. and my oldest is like your 2 yrs old. he just wants me to be happy. I love my boys but they are so different.
ReplyDeleteI think it's super hard when a spouse is gone! It certainly makes me appreciate him - even if he's working a ton!
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