I've been working a lot lately. Housekeeping at one of the family's motels. I live rent free in a house TJs family owns so I basically "earn my keep". Its pretty simple work, not rocket science, I have someone to watch Kemper for free, but it is time-consuming. And my back is typically sore by the end of the day. My own house is a disaster and I'm glad no one visits, because I wouldn't want anyone to see. I try to put Kemp down to bed as early as possible, because my patience wears thin. And then instead of cleaning up, I usually put a few toys away and decide I'm tired, turn on a netflix movie and go to sleep.
Its the summer, tourist season, busy season. So I've been working a lot lately. Kemper has a hard time being somewhere different, playing with new things, he misses out on naps. So when I got home this evening I put him in his highchair, gave him some snacks and five minutes later hes passed out. I take him upstairs and figure he is down for the night. I sit myself down on the couch and zone out for a while. It isn't until a while later I realize my baby is crying. And not the whining I want attention. He was crying so hard that he was barely crying. It had to have been for awhile. I know this could happen to anyone, but I felt like because I was so tired, I was being neglectful. The stress hit me and I cried with him as I cuddled him back to sleep. And I thought, "How the hell do people do this?" I can barely keep it together just knowing that there is a light at the end of my tunnel. I won't be single parenting for very long. And I know I'm blessed but I just lost it today. Maybe I'm overly sensitive, or emotional. But my emotions did all flood me tonight. And I cried that I wasn't strong enough to be the working single mom. I am so thankful for the people who care, and for my husband who serves this country. But it can not be over soon enough. Only nine more days.
And single ladies, your next drink is on me.
3 comments:
Hang in there Beth. All moms have rough days and moments where we feel like we've failed our children. The difference there is that true neglect and a neglectful moment is that you recognize the lapse in the moment that you lost touch with the needs of your child. Being tired and doing it all alone can really wear you down so it's good to get some time to yourself in the evenings.
So right? I hope those nine days go by fast for you. And your right, it does help you to feel blessed at those times. But feeling blessed doesn't make it easy or enjoyable, or no longer lonely.Discouragement SUCKS! Having a good cry is nice sometimes cause dammit you work hard and you CAN. Sorry Beth, I am amazed that you raised your FIRST child for the first year of his life on your own. While missing your best friend and husband of not very long. You guys deserve some precious time to catch up and get your little family back together. You've all paid your dues right?
Thank you both! I've been able to rest lately and its soo nice. Plus TJ is coming home soon. We have totally paid our dues :]
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