Monday, March 26, 2007

Papa's in the Barrel

So, it’s a Monday post so you’re probably expecting that I will either a) drop a major health bombshell or b) complain about Zane’s OT appointment today.

But you’re in for disappointment, dear reader, for I am not going to talk about either of those things. Nope, I will not tell funny tales of casually dropping the “Hey, I have a tumor” bomb onto unsuspecting friends and family. (Although, as you might imagine, much hilarity has ensued.)

I will also NOT discuss my irritation with the ongoing OT assessment process. (Nor will I describe the ire I’m feeling at the therapist who promised to send me an email today describing her findings and recommendations for Zane’s parent-teacher conference tomorrow – even though I still haven’t gotten it.)

Nope, I’ve got other things to talk about. Positive things. Fun things. Things I can’t wait to tell you about.


There’s the…uhh…

Wait…It’s going to come to me.

Oh yes, I was going to tell you about how mama’s off the hook these days.

I’m not sure how I finagled it, but Zane is all about his papa these days. All. About. Papa.

It’s delightful. Who does Zane want to wash his hands after he potties? Papa. Who does he want to give him his bath? Papa. Who does he want to make a new train layout? Papa. Who makes the best chickie fingers in the whole wide world? Papa, papa, papa.

Who does he want to do anything and everything? Papa, that’s who.

I’ll tell you, it’s a nice little break. Because, you know, he still willing to do fun stuff with me – we had a delightful walk down to the neighborhood grocery store this evening, but he wants to do all the mundane stuff with papa.

And yes, if SRH is not around, he’s happy to have me doing those routine things. We get through our day just fine when SRH is at work. But I am effectively “off the clock” the minute SRH walks through the door.

And I’m just not the kind of mama that gets stirred up (or hurt) about these kinds of things. The pendulum will swing back. I’ll be in the barrel again. For now, I’m just determined to enjoy this small break while I have it.

And lest, I start to feel unappreciated, Zane will come out with something like he said at the park this weekend:

Hey, where’s my friend mama?

I’m right here, love. Getting some much-needed rest.


Lynn said...

My littlest is six and a major Daddy's girl. I understand how this can be very healthy for her future, but sometimes it hurts my feelings just a tiny bit. She's my baby...

I read SRH's post. I have to say, some things really burn me up. You and your family are beautiful.

Karen said...

dude, that rocks. simon's all about dad, but we still need to convince greta of that. maybe zane could have a little chat with her?

so... how's the tumor?

Anonymous said...

I don't know what to comment because all I can think about is the song "I love it when you call me big papa."

Thea said...

That's how Jake is with Dave. Nice sometimes, aggravating others. But it is so nice to be able to make dinner without someone attached to me, that's for sure.

SRH said...

There are definite positives and negatives to this. It does seem that I have some sway over his actions at the moment. He "likes Papa a lot" right now, which is very sweet.

SRH said...

Did I mention that there are definite negatives to this as well. I have gotten a fair amount of Little man knees to the back as he climbs over Mama to sleep next to Papa these past few nights. I have not been able to uncurl while sleeping for a while. It is starting to catch up with me.

Sue said...

That's so cute. Enjoy the break while you've got it. I would love a night that I didn't HAVE to put them to bed. But heaven forbid anyone even suggest I not put Kayla to bed. I can't even get out of putting her in her crib if my back hurts. Definitely positives to that rest, no matter how short it might be.

Zany Mama said...

I think maybe it's different when they're older. They can be more intentional about their shunning. Now, it's just more funny.

Thanks - I think 2/3 of our family is simply gorgeous!

zane and greta should definitely talk. He also does a mean speech about the benefits of pooping on the potty right now.

Tumor's fine. It's been a bit painful today, but then again, I ate fried chicken fingers with french fries and fried texas toast for dinner. I deserve a little pain.

And now I can't get Biggie's "Hypnotize" out of my mind.

Curses upon you!

"Real moms" have weird ideas about what's nice, too, don't they?

Making dinner without someone attached to your leg? Oh, how our fantasies have changed.

I used to dream of hot nights with cute boys. Now, I'm all about peeing with no one else in the bathroom.

Since you have sway, can you please get him to pick up his trains?

Yeah, well you didn't nurse. Imagine knees going there, smart guy.

I'm definitely planning to enjoy. And I will admit that some of my enjoyment is from the look of resignation on SRH's face when Zane calls for him ONE MORE TIME before he'll go to sleep.

I love my boys.

belsum said...

It's just amazing how quickly I can go from overloaded and frazzled by the constant demands for my attention to completely distraught and dismayed when it's Dada's turn to be front and center.