Reason #22B – I neglect my child
Reason #22B – I neglect my child
Jun 12Since according to most experts (which include my sister and the girls we live with) I hog C, I decided to try neglecting him giving him some space yesterday.
The plan was for me to leave work and go to the mall (gasp) to try on some clothes (shock) while my beautiful flatmates* took care of collecting, feeding and entertaining C (the horror the horror!)
How did our exercise in callousness and abandonment independence and autonomy go?
Well… it could have gone better.
My experience:
- Phoned home and asked them to please collect C at daycare.
- Called daycare and issued strict instructions to give the boy to no one but me.
- Called daycare again and gave correct instructions grudgingly.
- Felt like crap for a while.
- Drove 10 minutes to mall.
- Resisted urge to call and check.
- Entered store, tried stuff on.
- Caved in and sent “nonchalant” txt reporting on clothes being too small.
- Cursed at non-informative response of “Sry 2 hear :(“
- Went to 2nd store, tried random crap on while wondering what the boy was up to.
- Left store without buying anything.
- Felt like crap for a while.
- Went to supermarket for a Coke Zero.
- Resisted urge to call with the old “need anything from supermarket?”
- Blew half of shopping budget on formula, onesies and diapers. And a Coke Zero.
- Went into 3rd store, bought discounted bra as alibi. Don’t even recall colour.
- Raced home, endangering the lives of many.
- Snatched the boy from someone’s arms (apols, I didn’t even see who you were!)
- Kissed the crap out of C. Almost literally.
C’s experience:
- Life as usual, fun and games, hi ho and a bottle of rum hypoallergenic formula.
- “Oh look, there’s mama! Hi mama! Wanna hear about my day?”
- “Hey, what are you so het up about? It’s not like I’m back from the war!”
- “ENOUGH WITH THE KISSES, LADY!!”
Maybe I’m still too young to be away from him for so long. I’ll do better next time. In a few months or so.
* New house, new housemates, life ROCKS. Post coming up.
I once read in someone else's blog that she would not rush unless there was “blood or fire.” Words to live by!
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Did I say you were hilarious before. You are funny!
Oh I have learnt to take my time because they are always still there when I get back they haven't melted or disappeared or worse ended up in the hospital from missing me so a few hours away wouldn't kill me. I have also figured out that some cries will happen whether I pick them up now or if I finish what I was doing say making their bottles then pick them up. :)
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Might as well face it, you’re addicted to C.
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mofthesea Reply:
June 12th, 2010 at 4:46 pm
He’s a hard habit to break!
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