Hello, guest writer Wednesday! This week has been one sneak attack after another; I am constantly surprised by what day it is. I realize that sounds absurd. But it is what it is. I keep adding and subtracting days at my convenience, to make the week what I want it to be. So I was surprised to find us at Wednesday, because I desperately need it to be Tuesday as I have a lot to do before Thursday morning. Anyway… The good thing about it being Wednesday? My friend, Carolyn, from Hooked and Happy is here today sharing a fantasy. Read on, you’ll be glad you did.
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I don’t think I am alone. Everyone has a secret fantasy, right?
I definitely have one.
You see, as a Mom, my life is full. Very full. And often, I do all of the day-to-day grind.
I sometimes I feel –
Unappreciated.
Taken for granted.
Overwhelmed.
(A simple thank-you after a meal would be “appreciated” by me.)
So, I carry around this fantasy that if I ever went away for a weekend, the house would fall to shambles and nobody would be able to function.
I *see* both the girls dressed in dirty clothes, hungry, getting into mischief, and amid piles of clutter and rubbish.
Simply put, I think my family wouldn’t be able to survive without me.
I’m not an egomaniac. I do have some confirmation my fantasy may not be far off.
On a recent business trip, my husband made a car reservation with Avis online. When he arrived at the airport, Avis couldn’t find his reservation by name. He called me to for his reservation number.
“It’s on the print-out I gave you,” I said.
“Oh,” he said. “I’ll get the sheet. Can you hold on while I show it to her?”
He placed the phone on the counter and rustled through his bag.
Then I heard, “Well here’s the problem sir. This is the Hertz line.”
He hung up.
I wonder…
:: Am I right? Would they survive without me?
:: Who else has the same fantasy?
:: Should I test this theory?
About the Writer
Carolyn can be found over at Hooked and Happy. She’s a mother to two active and lovable daughters, and loves to craft, cook, write, and drink coffee. You can subscribe to her posts in a Reader, fan her on Facebook, follow her on Twitter, and check out her boards on Pinterest.







Hahahaha! I sometimes wonder if my husband even lives here in our house. He asks me where EVERYTHING is, and if it’s not right in plain sight, he just stand there dumbfounded. I have to go move the jar of peanut butter/pillow/stack of papers to reveal what he’s looking for. We have a running joke of “Oh…it was BEHIND something….”
I would be too anxious if I thought things were falling apart, and then I wouldn’t be able to enjoy myself! I like to think that everything is going smoothly..which means I can get away again seeing as he can handle it!
Yep, same here. When he moves things, he finds things 🙂
My husband and I both have our ways we are a little helpless. I can’t get the printer to work and he can’t put up the girls clothes in the right places.
I agree, we both have some shortfalls. But mine aren’t as bad, at least that’s what I tell myself 😉
I know what you mean. I was just thinking last night how my family couldn’t do it without me. I’ve imagined leaving for the weekend and coming back to a dirty house, dog starving, son in a dirty diaper and hubby passed out with a tub of ice cream next to him.
They can’t do it without us.
Or at least there might be more of an appreciation 🙂
I so have that fantasy. And like you I have reason to believe that it is rooted in fact. On the rare occasion I leave, my husband brings in his mother immediately. He is terrified of me leaving him with both kids!!!
We should plan a weekend together and see what happens — LOL!
🙂
Traci
I’m game! 🙂
We have no family around us, so no reinforcements.
I think they would survive without me, but only if they can subsist on grilled sausages and beer.
Or grilled cheese and hot dogs!
I had that fantasy… then I left him with our 10 month old, 2 year old, and 7 year old. And they were FINE. Totally fine. In fact, I heard “Can you leave us with Daddy all the time??” and even Dad had the balls to say “I don’t see why you’re so frazzled all the time, they were awesome.” Of course, I just left him alone with them for 6 hours.
But lemme tell ya… it sucked.
That happened to me after I left for a couple hours, now I’m planning a 2-night overnight trip….
Both my husband are helpless, both unable to replace a lightbulb. When I first went away I arrived back to a real pit with the kids (they were tiny) drinking milk out of margarita glasses. Now I only arrive back when the cleaners have come through…A compromise
Good plan, I like the ideas of cleaners coming before coming back.
Great story!
Thanks!
My husband is great when I am gone for a short time…and that totally makes me feel like a LOSER. I mean if he can keep it all together, why can’t I?
Well, I asked him and he said if he had to do it all the time he would go CRAZY. I think that was his way of telling me I am crazy. Or that he appreciates me 😉
Motherhood is a lonely business for sure. They would all fall apart without you – we are the glue.
I find that my girls are SO different when my husband looks after them. When he’s home they play by themselves. When I’m home they hang off me.
Thankfully, he recognizes it.
So nice to know we (Moms) often struggle with the same challenges!!
I finally learned that my husband is great with the kids, even for a few days. They will spend most of the time at the gym, the Children’s Museum, or outside. The house will be neat when I return, though, no groceries will have been purchased, no laundry will have been done, and they will all have survived on breakfast tacos and PB sandwiches. Oh, and my husband will hug me, tell me he has no idea how I do it, and proceed to sleep for the next 20 out of 24 hours to recover. Worth it? Usually. 🙂
I love this. This is EXACTLY how I see it unfolding if I left for a couple days!
This is why I have such a hard time planning time for myself, because I hold onto this belief that they can’t survive without me! My husband is perfectly capable and I need to act that way more often… 🙂
Mommy guilt gets me too. When I do decide to go, I’ll probably have meals and activities all lined up.
Hee! Love it!
And you’re 100% right! 🙂
Thanks. I was hoping people would see the humour? truth? 🙂
LOVE the post! Not a fantasy doll, It’s complete reality! They wouldn’t survive without us – Sometimes that’s what gets me through a day. 🙂 My husband takes watching our four year old with ease because it’s total play time with daddy when I’m gone. When I get back home from working on the weekend the kitchen and living room are a complete MESS!! (We’re talking tornado mess!) I’m due in June with our second and am working more so (in my evil voice) This will be very interesting!!!
P.S. Is it completely against a mans DNA to wipe down the countertops? Just wondering.
I’ve wondered if there is some sort of DNA thing.
It’s funny. My girlfriends and I have talked about if I just looked after the kids it would be okay, except I don’t just look after them. I cook, clean, entertain, carpool, teach, etc.
Oh well, I chose this life, but still …. you know?
My family could absolutely survive without me.
But.
The kids would wear the same clothes every day (and they’d never get washed), the sink would be full of dishes, the dogs wouldn’t get fed, appointments would be missed.
Oh yes and I would be missed. At least I hope so.
Ha!
Yep, that what I’m saying 🙂