Goodbye, Me Time

Frustration, baby – I has it.  I warn you, I’m feeling a low currently and this post isn’t going to be uplifting.  Perhaps it has something to do with listening to Jack hate on his homework for the last hour – is this what I have to look forward to for the next 12 academic years?  If so, I may need some more anti-depressants.

This whole Kindergarten routine has pushed us back into the days where Jack cannot seem to entertain himself for any amount of time.  Instead I am attending to him constantly – packing his lunch, picking out his clothes, making sure he gets time to watch his shows, urging him to get dressed, walking him to school, [going to work and taking care of others all day,] making sure he finishes his homework, playing with him, feeding him dinner, making sure he is bathed and brushes his teeth and reading books at bedtime and telling him to go to sleep 30 minutes later when he is still calling for me and and and…

By the time Jack goes to bed I am worn out.  Well, to be honest, when I get up in the morning I am worn out.  When I’m not corralling Jack in some direction or another, I am trying to keep my house from looking like an utter disaster or trying to give our animals some attention or squeezing in a shower or perhaps a little downtime with the husband…ya know, CATCHING UP.  I’ve returned to eating granola bars instead of real meals and started buying smoothie-type protein drinks again.

It’s like having a newborn again except it comes after a period of some autonomy for Jack.  You know, like when your kid has finally started sleeping through the night and you get used to it and then BAM, molars start coming in and he’s up every 30 minutes all night.

I would cry more about this but I don’t have the energy.

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Comments

  1. Awww, man!!! *HUGS*
    That sounds rough, for sure…hope he settles down soon!!!

  2. B @ My Other Blog says:

    Yeah man. Yeah. And we are only 2 days into it. Kindergarten has beaten me down and worn me out.

    • In some ways it’s gonna better and in others it’s gotten worse.  He’s no longer as exhausted after going to school all day so things are more intense.

      He spent over 30 minutes this morning whining about having to put on pants.  First they were the wrong color…

    • In some ways it’s gonna better and in others it’s gotten worse.  He’s no longer as exhausted after going to school all day so things are more intense.

      He spent over 30 minutes this morning whining about having to put on pants.  First they were the wrong color…

    • In some ways it’s gonna better and in others it’s gotten worse.  He’s no longer as exhausted after going to school all day so things are more intense.

      He spent over 30 minutes this morning whining about having to put on pants.  First they were the wrong color…

  3. Girl, I have so been there. Hang in there. You know I got your back.

  4. Girl, I have so been there. Hang in there. You know I got your back.

  5. Girl, I have so been there. Hang in there. You know I got your back.

  6. Wow I love how you described kindergarten as a newborn experience.  Coupled with dealing with poop accidents every afternoon, it really does feel like that. Those 6 hours of not worrying about childcare get traded for all the stress to get to school fed, changed, and ON time, and then homework and getting to bed ON time. It’s cool how we have so much in common. It’s like being on a newborn schedule again with a kid who is a LOT bigger and of course has an opinion in the opposite direction of your schedule… I like your blog although I honestly only got to 3 entries of it because of LIFE. ugh. I breastfed J for 2.5 years too and everyone thought I was the weirdest mom on the planet, so glad to meet another long term breastfeeder 🙂 maybe that’s why the boys are friends 🙂 thanks for all your advice and encouragement!

  7. *ooof* Hugs!

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