When it is cold and kids have to stay home indoors and there is a break from school, it is not a break for the adults who are taking care of them.
I am down and crabby and irritated and guilty. Regretting that I didn't haul the kids out of the house to do something. Regretting making the children feel guilty by pointing out that they don't play with gifts that they received in this and past birthdays/Christmases. Regretting all the things that I have not done an am not currently doing and likely will not do.
Although I did spend half an hour in the basement with the boy children going through old papers with them to clean up the playroom. Divided things into recycling and not recycling. They were very excited about seeing old artwork of theirs. I think I will drag them down there on a regular basis-- possibly daily-- to get things in working order.
I am trying to do a better job of getting to bed on time. But I have a hard time getting to sleep. And when I wake up I have a hard time getting out of bed. I just want to stay closeted away by myself in my room, but I simultaneously feel lonely and down. So I get up and then there is much yelliness and bickering and I regret leaving my room. As if staying there is actually an option.
Grateful Crap: tag-team parenting with Spouse
Quaker, teacher, parent,