I just have to get this off my chest and maybe we can collectively (and ironically) laugh at what my husband said to me earlier.
Background: I’ve been so burnt out the past few days. I can’t really put my finger on specifically why now more than usual. I don’t get breaks, I don’t get help, my husband typically works 9+ hour workdays - it’s rough but I get through it. I’m the default parent and my mental health has its ups and downs.
Tonight would’ve marked the third night I didn’t cook dinner. I cook dinner almost always 7/7 nights a week- unless we just have lots of left overs. We are not a family that eats out. I usually have dinners lined up 2-3 nights ahead of time broken up by things I can easily put together and left over nights.
Anyway, I was getting my girls out of the tub when my husband calls and asks if I’ve seen his texts. To which, I say no, and he goes on to ask if I need anything before he heads home. I’ve got both girls yelling at me while he’s also trying to talk to me about other things and I’m just overwhelmed and distracted and I say it doesn’t matter to me. He’s asking about food and I say I didn’t have anything planned. And he says “it’s like you don’t want to cook anymore” and I just haven’t to take a moment …
Two nights ago we had a lot of left overs to work through- which we did most of them. And yesterday I was still feeling run down so I just made extra food at my daughters lunch time to carry over for dinner- so other than today- it wasn’t like we went hungry or I didn’t have a plan.
So I finally say, “you know, it’s just very mentally exhausting to figure out day in and day out what to make for dinner, everyday, especially when I never know when you’re coming home or if you’re going to eat it.” And he goes “but I bring you stuff!” (Meaning ingredients we may be missing etc)
I just have to laugh. After we hung up and I finished bath time with my girls. I had to stress clean a bit because he just doesn’t get it. I’m thinking about dinner almost as soon as I wake up, and not just tonight’s dinner, tomorrow, the next day, etc. I’m thinking about dinner days in advance and figuring out how to use every bit of food we have so it doesn’t go to waste. Not to mention if I need to make something extra for my children so that my husband has variety and isn’t just eating Mac n cheese or rice and beans all the damn time. Me? I don’t care- I will eat what my kids eat- I don’t even care if it’s the 5th time in a row, I’m just surviving. I ask him what he wants every so often because my brain just can’t even think of food sometimes-
That’s not even the point that set me off. “It’s like you don’t want to cook anymore” after 3 nights? After I make breakfast he doesn’t eat everyday and lunch that he isn’t home for? He’s right, I’ve lost a lot of pizazz for cooking because I am exhausted. And I have children running around screaming for me so I just need it done. I don’t really want to cook anymore but it’s not about me.
Whew. I’m sorry moms, this is longer than I intended but man, the audacity.
Background: I’ve been so burnt out the past few days. I can’t really put my finger on specifically why now more than usual. I don’t get breaks, I don’t get help, my husband typically works 9+ hour workdays - it’s rough but I get through it. I’m the default parent and my mental health has its ups and downs.
Tonight would’ve marked the third night I didn’t cook dinner. I cook dinner almost always 7/7 nights a week- unless we just have lots of left overs. We are not a family that eats out. I usually have dinners lined up 2-3 nights ahead of time broken up by things I can easily put together and left over nights.
Anyway, I was getting my girls out of the tub when my husband calls and asks if I’ve seen his texts. To which, I say no, and he goes on to ask if I need anything before he heads home. I’ve got both girls yelling at me while he’s also trying to talk to me about other things and I’m just overwhelmed and distracted and I say it doesn’t matter to me. He’s asking about food and I say I didn’t have anything planned. And he says “it’s like you don’t want to cook anymore” and I just haven’t to take a moment …
Two nights ago we had a lot of left overs to work through- which we did most of them. And yesterday I was still feeling run down so I just made extra food at my daughters lunch time to carry over for dinner- so other than today- it wasn’t like we went hungry or I didn’t have a plan.
So I finally say, “you know, it’s just very mentally exhausting to figure out day in and day out what to make for dinner, everyday, especially when I never know when you’re coming home or if you’re going to eat it.” And he goes “but I bring you stuff!” (Meaning ingredients we may be missing etc)
I just have to laugh. After we hung up and I finished bath time with my girls. I had to stress clean a bit because he just doesn’t get it. I’m thinking about dinner almost as soon as I wake up, and not just tonight’s dinner, tomorrow, the next day, etc. I’m thinking about dinner days in advance and figuring out how to use every bit of food we have so it doesn’t go to waste. Not to mention if I need to make something extra for my children so that my husband has variety and isn’t just eating Mac n cheese or rice and beans all the damn time. Me? I don’t care- I will eat what my kids eat- I don’t even care if it’s the 5th time in a row, I’m just surviving. I ask him what he wants every so often because my brain just can’t even think of food sometimes-
That’s not even the point that set me off. “It’s like you don’t want to cook anymore” after 3 nights? After I make breakfast he doesn’t eat everyday and lunch that he isn’t home for? He’s right, I’ve lost a lot of pizazz for cooking because I am exhausted. And I have children running around screaming for me so I just need it done. I don’t really want to cook anymore but it’s not about me.
Whew. I’m sorry moms, this is longer than I intended but man, the audacity.