We were driving back home today from Robbie's preschool open house. We were all getting tired and cranky and I had to go back to work. All of a sudden Grace tells me, "Mom, you don't do anything around the house. All you do is lay around and watch TV and check Facebook. You don't clean the house or cook dinner. You don't even put us to bed. Dad does all of it. He does laundry and takes us places."
I held back tears as I dropped them off at home and headed to work.
Her statement has solidified what I have been thinking for quite a while. I am totally spread to thin and not doing anything well.
Between working full time, getting volleyball season going again, school starting for the kids, and all the other 25 things I have to cram into the day, nothing is getting done well.
I'm not concerned about her thoughts on me cleaning the house, because that's not going to change, but more that she doesn't think I contribute to our family.
I spent 4 year of feeling that way when I stayed at home and now my daughter thinks it because I'm at work.
Is it really worth it?
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