This month which happens to be an especially stressful month for mom just so happens to be stressful for me.
I'm a mom.
The hubster is a dad.
And he is very good dad.
However he has to be away and that is out of everyones control.
And while he is away I have to be the mom and the dad.
On top of all the added sucky Christmas stress.
I have to haul the wood, and shovel and plow the snow, and do the heavy lifting and repairs that dads do. I have to decide when my kids need to buck up and make that call that dads usually do. I have to decide what will and won't be tolerated as far as what boys (little men) can get away with.
I also have to be the mom and do dinners, cleaning, hygiene, and feelings, and tender moments, and all that moms do. I have to pick up my kids when they are broken after falling or their feeling are hurt. I have to teach them their manners which is all day every day.
And I can do it because it has to be done.
But boy wouldn't I give anything for a super hero to come in and rescue me.
I live here, and that is where my life is. Somedays I feel like anyone who wants to be a part of my life they need to step up and come here, where my life is. Is that realistic? Not really because I'm the one who moved away from my family and some very good friends.
But sometimes I just want to pull a freakin' Kate Gosselin and whine and cry that I'm tired and I'm done.
Because it's hard enough to be the mom.....
not to mention being the dad as well.