This at the end of a week where she has not woken up once
before 10 am, where she has been responsible for two meals only, I have cleared the
dishwasher umpteen times, we have been out for dinner and the theatre, she has
gone to a party on her own, I have looked after our son from clothes to meals
to playing football for hours.
She has loaded and unloaded the washing machine. She has put
the clothes out to dry. But when I began to take them upstairs from the sitting
room, ‘don’t do that – you don’t know how to fold. I’m going to them in an
order.’ They are still there three days later.
The reason for the line?
One chair had not been moved from one room to another. Fair
enough – I forgot.
Once more she was stressed because she had spent all day
basically doing nothing but had to get books and pencils ready for the start of
the new term. And, of course, stuff that other people – like other mums – will see
has been done immaculately. The role model of efficiency to all but those at
home.
Tired and looking forward to next summer already. How do I
make the change?
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