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A new country, a new house, a new phase in life! Working mom to 8-year-old Emily, Dawn will soon be off to Canada to study early childhood education.
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Oh my god, I am right there with you. Inhale, exhale...repeat.
I'm excited that you have an 8-year-old too. She sounds so much like my Julia. I love your posts...I can relate!
Course, I have a two-year-old too.
I'm living a dual motherlife.
And it's not pretty.


J and I are in synch a lot of the time, but when we're not this kind of thing gets tricky. I really admire single parents, because he and i will spot each other as much as possible when one or another has a bad day. I can't imagine knowing that you have NO break coming. (shudders)


When I am asked the "did you have something planned for dinner?" question, I look him straight in the eye and reply "yes. I plan to eat it."

Just noticed your sidebar, have I mentioned how much I love Annie Lennox, how glad I am that I'm not the only person on the planet who likes the Dixie Chicks, and that I'm reading "Dragonfly In Amber"?


I think I've been there a few hundred times. After a day of doing daycare plus caring for our kids my menu for dinner is simple, easy, and something the kids will like which is always something he dislikes. I'm too tired to do gourmet everynight like he thinks he deserves!


My husband has learned not to ask what's for dinner, unless he prefaces it with, "I would be happy to stop at [insert name of restaurant]." He has also learned not to announce, "I'm not really hungry; I had lunch at [insert name of restaurant that I never EVER get to go to because it is totally kid unfriendly]."

He has also learned that stopping at the liquor store on the way home can often make it all better. He's a good good man.


What's worse isn't when your spouse says he does more. Worse is when your spouse's family makes it clear to you that THEY think he does more, and that you're just a lazy mooch. So even if you have balance with your spouse, there's always that thought in the back of your head wondering if your paying bills while he's cutting grass followed by dusting and vacuuming is going to look lazy.

Luckily, I've gotten to where I don't care what they think about that anymore. Our balance works for us and they can butt out. But that was a hard-learned lesson.


Even though Kyle gratefully acknowledges that I do more, it's still hard. I am reminded to feel fortunate though, as he does the cooking, and I have the pleasure of asking the "What's for dinner?" question myself. Unfortunately, he usually answers me by asking a question himself: "Did you thaw anything?"

Um...no. Chinese it is!

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