First it was mommy, mommy, mommy and now it’s daddy, daddy, daddy
Those were the words my daughter just used to describe how it’s been going with the recent family transition of me working part-time and my wife working full-time instead of the other way around. I’ve been thinking about what to say about the experience for a while now but haven’t really been able to come up with much other than “it’s been an adjustment” when what I really want to say is “it’s sometimes perfect and awesome but often it’s pretty manic feeling and super-hard”.
Today was one of the latter types of days. Rushing from making lunches to fixing breakfast to walking to school to squeezing in some exercise before working then making a phone call then back to work then grabbing a quick snack before more work and then before you know it walking to pick up the kids from school and making dinner and…what happened? The day is done!?!
Even though she didn’t mean to, my daughter summarized things pretty perfectly with that description of what it feels like for me at the moment: daddy, daddy, daddy. And then, as if by magic, I grabbed a beer from the fridge that had the artwork of Alex Norris on it and it spoke to me.
Not only because I feel like I have a lot of weird dreams but also because I am a dreamer and, well, I can’t stop feeling like I’m this cat.
But yeah, being part-time is more full on than it sounds.