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Saturday, May 5, 2012

Chaotic Friday, Tired Saturday

I have said many times before that I hate Fridays. They used to be a day that I looked forward to but I truly, truly hate them. I told Tommy back when we saw John Carter that I would take him to see The Avengers when it came out. I didn't mean the night it opened but Tommy, being Tommy, packed that little tidbit of information in the back of his brain and from the time he came home from school until 9:30pm last night, nagged me. "Are we going to see the movie?" "What time are we going?" "When is Dad coming home so we can go?" "Can we go now? Belle can babysit until Dad gets home."

Leo did what I hate that he does and told me he'd be home by 6:00 but then didn't walk in until 7:30. I get that because of the boys' activities (and he coaches), he has to leave work earlier on days of games and track meets so when he can, he stays late to get stuff done. Doesn't he know that I am counting the minutes until he is home so I don't have to be the only parent "on"? I know I have told him that so why doesn't he get it?  Or maybe he does and that is why he stays late. Why does it always feel like it's me against him and the kids on Fridays? Why can't we be in it together? Anyway, we put Gia to bed (he saw her for a total of 15 minutes yesterday and then wonders why she screams for me to do things with her instead of him) and didn't end up eating dinner until 9:15. The Avengers was showing at 9:50 and I had no intention of going. I thought we could go to a Saturday afternoon show. Tommy had other ideas.

I don't even know how I ended up scarfing down my food, racing to the theater, buying tickets and sitting in one of the front rows in a packed theater eating Kettle Corn at the 10:15 show. I really don't. Tommy has a way of wearing me down like no other. He is just relentless. I do remember Leo shooting down my Saturday idea because Tommy has a baseball game. Maybe that is how it happened. Tommy kept saying, "Thank you, Mom." "I love you, Mom." I know my kids crave one on one time and I am happy to give it. It's just as nice for me but the movie didn't get out until 12:50am and Gia got up at 6:30. She is eating breakfast as I type this and it is just a matter of time before she wants to play Magnetic Barbie and I don't want to. I want to sleep.

The Avengers was good. What I saw of it anyway. Tommy had to keep waking me up. I would have liked more Thor but there might have been and I missed it. Chris Hemsworth is HOT! I definitely love the strong, silent type and Thor fits that. I'll admit to the women that are Robert Downey Jr fans (D.S.), he was really funny in it and I was surprised that I liked Captain America as much as I did. I don't normally think he is cute and I could do without the spandex but I can definitely see the appeal. Maybe it is just that I would like a hot super hero to swoop in and save the day for me but I really enjoyed it. The preview of Battleship didn't hurt either. :)

On another note, I apparently cannot spend time with one child without the rest of the household going to poop. Even when I am at the movies, I am expected to man the ship. It's really frustrating. I think Leo and I are on the same page, and then I get home (at 1:00am when it is too late to do anything about it except lose sleep) and find out things are happening that I am not okay with and all under the assumption that I was okay with it because I couldn't be reached. I'm so tired of nice parent/mean parent with me being the mean one. If I ever do get a weekend away, Nico will be the kid jumping for joy because all of the things I never let him do, Leo will let him because a lot of times it is easier to say yes than no. It's not right but it's easier.

I have a feeling this tired Saturday is going to end up being a chaotic Saturday with laundry, cleaning and baseball games which will lead to a tired Sunday, but Sunday will be chaotic which will lead to tired....


At May 5, 2012 at 9:08 AM , Blogger Becky Cooper said...

Ok, I am going to try this again. For some reason when I tried to comment on your post earlier this morning, I lost what I typed. Obviously, I am a newby. lol.. Anyway, I just wanted to say that you are not alone. I am right there with you. I used to look forward to the weekends. Time to relax from a hard long week of work. Ha! yah right. I come home on Friday and I dread Saturday. I know that I will spend my whole day off work cleaning, doing laundry, running the kids, etc... I know it's expected and it's just part of everyones routine but in my case, I get mad because Bill is home all week. I don't understand how he can't seem to get anything done all week long when he is home alone and there is no one around to bother him. It's so frustrating. I tend to complain to him all the time and honestly, I am sick of hearing myself say the same things over and over again. Ugh.. I don't know, I guess it is what it is.

You know the funny thing is, I read your blog everyday and so many times I want to comment but I'm never sure how or what to say. But this time, I was so able to relate to your blog that I just couldn't hold back. I'm thinking now I have probably said way too much. lol.. Although I have to say, it feels great to get it off my chest. Just know you are not alone.

As for the Advengers, my Tommy has also been bugging me to take him. If I would have known you were going last night, Tommy and I would have joined you guys. My kids are exactly the same way. They just don't understand that sometimes, I have to break a promise. I try not to but as you know, sometimes we don't have a choice.

By the way, I love reading your blog. I look forward to it everyday. Thanks for sharing and I hope your weekend gets better. Maybe you will even squeeze a nap in. Hahaha... wishful thinking.

At May 5, 2012 at 10:11 AM , Blogger AnnMarie said...

Hi, Becky! Glad you could finally comment! I am happy to give you a place to get it off your chest. :) Love that you are reading and yes, you are definitely not alone!

At May 5, 2012 at 11:24 AM , Blogger Sorta Southern Single Mom said...

Oy Mama! I'm tired just reading this! We had a day like that yesterday as well... staying at work late (my kids have to stay at school with me) because I had an IEP meeting from 3-4 and when I finally got back to my classroom after everyone had gone home, the room was a disaster and I didn't want to leave knowing it'd hit me in the face on Monday morning... we got home and had a half hour before we hit the ground running again because we had dinner plans with friends and even though I was too tired, I knew I'd disappoint both my kids and theirs if I cancelled. Laying low today because of the rain, so there is that!

At May 5, 2012 at 12:45 PM , Blogger AnnMarie said...

I am still trying to recover. Now I have to figure out how to get to my son's baseball game, take my daughter to a birthday party on two towns over, figure out what the oldest is doing and all with the two year old in tow. I hope I'm in bed by 8:00. :)


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