Now my wife has a neck out of sorts to add to my lack of voice. Though it is slowly returning, we are a fine pair with two kids who need to get out and about to burn off that ever-present energy. Saturday, we divided the task in order to just survive the day. I took the morning shift from wake-up to when I couldn’t stay awake anymore, my wife took the rest of the morning, and then she took my daughter off to participate in a brain research study while I took my son to a friend’s party. All in all, we made it to the end of the day alive, but we are both worn out.
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Sunday and Monday, my wife and I swapped doing work and caring for the kids. Sunday was my day of childcare. I got them going in the morning, and managed to get out the door with them a bit after 9:00. We headed over to the Harvard Natural History Museum partly because it was raining, partly because it is free on Sunday mornings, and partly because I love the collections of animals and minerals. It’s just a cool place to hang out. We spent several hours there looking at fossils, stuffed animals, and videos about the changes in animal classification that have come about through DNA sequencing. The last bit probably went over the heads of the kids, though they were the ones who wanted to watch the video and stuck with it all of the way through. I wonder what they took away from that. It is not hard to know what they took away from the rest of it as animal names and parts of the experience kept popping up for the rest of the day.
I had a full day at work book ended by very hot bike rides. My wife had a full day of taking care of the kids. She is a champion for getting dinner ready, and I stepped in when she got a call. I was almost passed out on the couch. We skipped bathing the kids because we were both worn out. When they started chattering away, I lost out (though I didn’t try very hard) on the reset the kids not-it game. Turns out, my son needed a change, so it was good I went up.
This week was supposed to be fun, but so far it has had a broken AC unit in 90s heat and a totally destroyed tire in the middle of the same heat. I managed both incidents, but the stress, heat, and worry about the AC unit breaking again really made the week so far not too fun. I also had a lingering job that went totally sideways come back to me in the midst of all of this, and the people in charge of it have their knickers in a huge twist. By Tuesday night, I needed a breather, and I am so relieved that I have a wonderful partner who could pick up the pieces after two full days of intense training and just give me the space to clear my head and get started on this other job that needs doing by the end of the week.
I am so thankful for my wife. And then we watched some episodes of Buffy together, and I am ready to get back up and face the world tomorrow.
Monday, my daughter pushed on some boundaries that she has been testing more and more recently. She avoided the truth, known as telling lies, a couple of times to get what she wanted. When confronted with the truth, she then used the strategy that she has been becoming accustomed to–she completely wigs out and makes it about how unhappy she is. My wife and I are both tired of this routine and did not bend, so she had some consequences.
On the ride home from school, my daughter stated that she was tired and wanted the sofa bed pulled out so she could sleep on it during her quiet time. Earlier in the day, she had wanted to play on the bed, so I asked her if it was in fact her tiredness or that she wanted to play. She told me it was because she was tired. I let her know that if she was tired, we would put her in pajamas, turn out the lights, and not play music. She gave a non-answer and then tried to get my wife to agree to pull out the bed for her. I called her on the story and on trying to get a different answer from the two of us. It turned out that she did not want to sleep but just to play on the bed.
After a pretty exhausting day with the two kids, I was trying to wash up some dishes so that my daughter and I could have a fun project together of making banana bread. She had been eager to do this for a while, so I combined the idea with teacher appreciation which I messed up and missed. Nothing says appreciation like chocolate chip banana bread muffins made by your student, right? As I was washing old, egg-crusted dishes, I saw her lean over my son and whisper in his ear. Instantly his gentle one-finger-per-hand piano playing turned into full fisted hammering on the keyboard, and my daughter started laughing. We have regularly worked with both children to not do this for many reasons including damage to the piano, disturbance to our downstairs neighbors, and further liquidificaiton of our brains. I sent her upstairs. I then went up and yelled a bit. That will have consequences of its own. I brought her back down, removed the piano for the time being, and talked through the situation with her. Banana bread project was off for the night (though I had to do it as the bananas would not wait).
My wife and I are working on gathering out wits together and starting a new phase in our parenting. My daughter is driving us there as she continues to push these boundaries that seem extremely daunting. Avoiding the truth and leading her brother into choices that she knows are not ok are very worrisome. How we deal with it will have consequences for the whole family.
What is academic are both my wife’s and my schedule. This means that we have parts of the summer to be with our children, but it also means that right now is one of the craziest times of the year. Because we are both part time, the demands of the end of year scheduling at schools becomes challenging. There are days normally off that become mandatory and conflict with the other schedule. Add to that our daughter’s school schedule, and it is a merry dance through the days of early June.
Graduations, conferences, projects, and more all clamor for our attention; and in the midst of it there are our children. How I respond to them in the midst of this chaos is important. I can’t just pretend that it is not there; instead, I need to let go of great swathes of it and focus on calmly doing my best with the rest.
We’ll see how that goes.