Apparently, I'm on a roll with the whole "bad person/wife/mother" thing this week.....
I did not attend Man-Child's game on Friday.
"Gasp! The nerve! What kind of mother are you anyway?!" I can hear you all asking.
Well, I have good excuses (notice the "s"?). It's been a crazy week. (Excuse #1). The new top dog started this week. Since I don't work in that department it shouldn't be an issue.....but this week it was as we had to prepare for the presentation that our department had to give on Thursday. Which meant that the majority of the department went a little crazy (because they are "last minute Louie's.") (Excuse #2).
Also, I have had the pleasure of waking up on the wrong side of the bed every single morning this past week (Excuse #3) for no apparent reason. Friday morning took the cake though (Excuse #4) as I woke with a headache like you wouldn't believe and was exhausted (aren't you supposed to be refreshed and pain-free upon waking?) only to stumble into the kitchen to discover that we were out of coffee (despite my reminder to someone to pick some up) (Excuse #5). And, as we all know by now, Gigi in the morning (even with coffee) isn't a pretty sight.
I proceeded to feel pretty lousy throughout the day (Excuse #6) which I know was directly related to allergies - even though I tried to stay on top of the medication throughout the day. It didn't help that I've been a little down this week (Excuse #7).
Upon arriving at work, I was assaulted by the mob (Excuse #8) all day long.
Then we have the fact that Hubby has apparently mastered the art of annoying me to no end by just breathing (Excuse #9).
Altogether, this means that getting in a car with a man who can't even breathe right and driving with him to a game that is an hour away (do the math, people. That equals TWO hours in the car - one of which will include a very smelly, stinky Man-Child) meant that I would surely lose it on Hubby (whose only fault is that he can't breathe right) (Excuse #10) and that it would all turn out very ugly.
So, in the end, I decided it would be best for me to stay home, take some more allergy medication and go to bed early.
And, upon reflection, all this probably means that I'm just a bad wife - and a good mother. Because really? A good mother wouldn't let her child witness the kind of mayhem that could have possibly ensued had I gone, with a headache and not feeling well, in the car with a man who just can't breathe right.
Oh, honey! Think of the humiliation you saved MC by not
ReplyDeletea) pushing hubby off the bleachers because you could still hear his breathing...even with all those people
b) pushing everyone else off the bleachers because you had this awful headache and all that yelling...well, you know.
You are an excellent mother and can't always do everything....I hope your head is better today. XX
ReplyDeleteBy staying home and thus not hurting hubby, you are a good wife. :)
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh, I am cracking up. My husband snorts when he can't breathe and it is enough for me to go postal on him. And then he chews ice. Oh.my.word. It's like nails on a chalkboard.
ReplyDeleteI hope you enjoyed your free evening and are feeling better!
Those all sounds like good excuses to me...still a top notch Mama in my book:)
ReplyDeleteAll perfectly reasonable and, yes, plausible excuses.
ReplyDelete:-)
You don't have to be everything, all the time. Someone smart told me that once.
Pearl
We underestimate the emotions we experience just because we are women. I always look at my calendar to see if Aunt Flo is around the corner. I blame everything on her since we only have one good week out of the month. Remember the old Midol commercial? Before, during, and after...well, that leaves one good week out of the month. LOL!
ReplyDeleteVery good reasons indeed. I sure hope you are feeling better.
ReplyDeleteSometimes you just have to take of yourself. MC will get over it, and your husband lived so that is an added plus. LOL
ReplyDeleteYes, definitely good mother. Take that and run with it...screw the bad wife part, who really cares, not other wives, I'll tell you that much. We don't judge wifely skills. We don't care...wait, I already said that...
ReplyDeleteBetter luck this week...maybe husband will breathe better?
If you ever have a chance to read "Handed My Own Life" by Annie Dillard--do so!
ReplyDeleteI feel for you on the headaches.....
I think it was the allergies that were making you stress out like crazy! So good for you for giving yourself a night off : ) You are smart!
ReplyDeleteI feel your pain!! I am right there with you!! I never thought I would say this but I am looking forward to winter!!
ReplyDeleteIt's okay, you don't have to do everything. If you did, I imagine you'd get burnt out quickly.
ReplyDeleteWhat is it about mother/wife-guilt that we as women cling to so quickly? I seem to be writing about this a lot too!
ReplyDeleteI just keep reminding myself to give up any and all expectations and to simply let myself be the mess that I am....at least then I'll be happy about it! :-)