Daddy's Day Off
Yesterday Robi took the day off....well he technically had an excuse - that he lost his glasses to the sea gods on sunday...hmm. but he sure had a gala time. watched movie after movie and read a lot (yes i know what you're thinking - movies? books? without glasses?) and by the time i got back home, there were atleast a dozen empty dishes and glasses of various items that were left around different parts ofthe house.
Anyway, that got me thinking about how mum's never get a day off . when we do decide to take a day off work that would be when we think we haven't been spending enough time with the kiddo, and naturally the day would consist of waking up in the morning to rush around getting food ready for the baby, followed by a half hour at the potty once baby's up (cos today is finally a day I have time to potty train him) and the rest of the day would be filled with singing "ba ba black sheep" and reading "Bubbles goes to school" no less than 13 times, getting our hairs pulled, finding new and improved ways to con your son that you are just behind him when he's going up the slide (karan has developed this dirty habit of insisting that i climb the thing behind him - not cos he's scared or anything, but cos he thinks its fun - little does he know that a 29 year old woman weighing over 65 kilos doesn't look as cute climbing a slide as a toddler does) and ofcourse worrying about the small amounts of food that he is eating.
i really cant remember the last time i took a day off to have a marathon session of sleeping or watching movies or reading books uninterrupted - the only when i get to do all that is when i am down with some illness, which is either severe or communicable and karan would therefore have to go to the creche.
when i mentioned this to robi he actually said "but the question is why would you want to do that?" i had to force myself not to pull my arm off and throw it at him!
so i raise my coffee mug to all those mummy's out there who never get to take a day off for themselves!
Anyway, that got me thinking about how mum's never get a day off . when we do decide to take a day off work that would be when we think we haven't been spending enough time with the kiddo, and naturally the day would consist of waking up in the morning to rush around getting food ready for the baby, followed by a half hour at the potty once baby's up (cos today is finally a day I have time to potty train him) and the rest of the day would be filled with singing "ba ba black sheep" and reading "Bubbles goes to school" no less than 13 times, getting our hairs pulled, finding new and improved ways to con your son that you are just behind him when he's going up the slide (karan has developed this dirty habit of insisting that i climb the thing behind him - not cos he's scared or anything, but cos he thinks its fun - little does he know that a 29 year old woman weighing over 65 kilos doesn't look as cute climbing a slide as a toddler does) and ofcourse worrying about the small amounts of food that he is eating.
i really cant remember the last time i took a day off to have a marathon session of sleeping or watching movies or reading books uninterrupted - the only when i get to do all that is when i am down with some illness, which is either severe or communicable and karan would therefore have to go to the creche.
when i mentioned this to robi he actually said "but the question is why would you want to do that?" i had to force myself not to pull my arm off and throw it at him!
so i raise my coffee mug to all those mummy's out there who never get to take a day off for themselves!
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