The other day I posted about the mommy guilt I have been feeling with summer here. The boys want me to take them to do fun things and I have to be at work full-time. However, you would think that when my husband is home with them and doing fun things that I would feel better. Sure, there is a little less guilt but I think there is also some jealousy. I admit it; I’m jealous.
My husband works full-time as well, but if he has a day with no cases he gets to stay home with the kids. Sure sometimes they have to go with him to the hospital and drop off stuff, or stop in the office to send out a fax or two, but they still get to do fun things or even just lounge around the house watching movies and making forts. He usually has a couple of days home with them a week. I’m jealous.
They went to the zoo today. A zoo I had never been to before. They really wanted to go see the white alligator. They even met up with my brother-in-law and sister-in-law. Needless to say, they had a fantastic time. Occasionally my husband would send me a picture of them while I was at work.
I feel like a child that wants to stomp their feet and say “Hey, I want to go too!!”
I’m thrilled that they got to go and have a wonderful time. I’m just bummed that I had to miss it. I should be happy that they didn’t have to sit around my in-laws all day. They got to spend quality time with Daddy, Uncle Jimmy, and Auntie. This jealousy thing sucks.
They even enjoyed some slip n’ slide action when they got home. Not really jealous of that one because that often takes a lot of refereeing.
They’re going to see Brave tomorrow at the theater…I wanna see Brave TOO!! Boo. Okay, time for me to stop feeling sorry for myself. Do you get a little jealous when you don’t get to be the one to enjoy all the fun stuff with your kids?