spring break. it sounds like fun, but like a lot of things, it's not if you don't have any money and your husband does not have the week off of work. for me, it means that the kids don't go to school and i get to listen to them bicker and beg to play video games and watch spongebob all day for 10 days straight because lucky us, our school gets the monday after spring break off too. i think what is most irritating is hearing other people talk about this like it's a good thing. of course, those people are going somewhere - somewhere that their husbands will be going with them and helping them with the children. somewhere potentially fun, relaxing or just away. being at home for spring break is just a big fat reminder that parenting doesn't feel like what i signed up for. when i got married, my naive 25-year-old brain envisioned me and steve with our kids together on the beach one day or at disney or traveling internationally or perhaps to space. and while we have done some of these things (no international or space travel yet), they are but fleeting moments in a lifetime of what is otherwise, me taking care of kids while steve is at work.
but i know, the days of having young kids will pass quickly - or so i have been told. i remember this one trip to the grocery store when my kids were younger and they were being particularly bad. they were fighting and running off and basically acting like those kids i swore i would never have. anyway, i rounded them up, yelled at them (something i swore i would never do in a grocery store) and got them back in the cart and up to the checkout, abandoning the remainder of my grocery shopping and as i am walking out of the store, this nice older woman says to me "enjoy them while they are young." i put the kids in their carseats, went back into the store and punched the old woman in the face. okay, i didn't. but i wanted to. but things have gotten much easier since then - my kids are older and are now in school when i do my grocery shopping. except on spring break anyway.
Oh come on. You left out that you live on the beach so you are in an eternal state of Spring Break. Also, for those of us lucky enough to have our husbands accompany us on a Spring Break vacation, we usually end up stuck in a condo with those same screaming, fighting, whining kids while dad is out golfing or fishing all day.
ReplyDeletemove to the beach and see how often your kids want to go there. or better yet, spend a day at the beach with mine.
ReplyDeleteLest you forget... I am the hater of sand and lounging in swimwear.
ReplyDeleteSpring Break is not a break for parents. It's a break for teachers and school administrators. Who do they think they are pawning off our kids on us like that?
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