Avoiding Crisis

guilt headache?

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I have an awful headache.  An excruciating, throbbing, it’s making me sick to my stomach type headache.  And I have a theory as to why I have this headache.

See today is Saturday. Saturday is family day. It’s one of the two days in the week, Sunday being the other one, that we get to spend time as a family, all four of us. We do this because we can and because if we didn’t we would never get to spend any quality family time together. This usual means that we don’t accept invitations on weekends for events during the daytime that don’t include kids and only on rare occasions do we allow for weekend play-dates.

Today, we broke our own rule.

The woman who works for us during the week also works for a friend of ours on the weekends. This friend just happens to be visiting the States right now and so we decided to have our maid come back for a few hours today. That way we had some extra help and she wouldn’t feel the loss of work.

My husband and I have been wanting to go shopping in this area of the city known for antiques and other interesting objects – for those familiar with Buenos Aires you’ll know that I’m talking about San Telmo, for those of you not familiar, you may have heard of it as the place where this happened. We have a few items that we’ve been looking for and knew that we would be able to find them here.

San Telmo is not all that kid friendly. And antique stores are definitely not kid friendly. We knew that if we were ever to go and actually get anything accomplished we were gong to have to do it without the kids.

We left this morning at 10am and we returned at 4pm. We were able to find two of the items on our list and one that wasn’t on our list. I found another item that wasn’t on our list as well but I wasn’t paying over $100 (that’s US dollars) for an old metal frog that was once used for a sapo game but that I only wanted for a door stop.

We also went out to a very nice lunch.

When we got home and finally were able to sit down and play with the kids we realized that we were both exhausted. More exhausted than had we spent the day with the kids. We think. I can’t really figure this one out. We went shopping. We walked around. We ate. We didn’t have to deal with nagging, hungry, bored and tired children. We didn’t have to carry around juice boxes and sippy cups. We didn’t have to worry about navigating a stroller along cobblestone streets or through jam-packed shops. We didn’t have to worry about the kids touching anything or worry about anything breaking. It was actually a very lovely day. (Not that spending the day with my kids isn’t lovely.)

So, someone please tell me, then, why do I have this killer headache that no amount of Advil will cure?

I’m thinking guilt.

Or maybe…it could be the bottle of wine we had at lunch?

I’m just not sure on this one.

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Written by nicolemarie

May 19, 2007 at 8:18 pm

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  1. Don’t feel guilty! Rules are meant to be broken every once in awhile.

    Dawn

    May 20, 2007 at 6:44 pm


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