This past weekend was a nice three day weekend due to
Presidents Day. My wife and I had really nothing crazy planned. She had a
brunch thing with her friends Saturday, allowing her to get out of the house
and allowing me some alone time with our little baby boy of almost 3 months. This weekend of free time, though, ultimately lead to a conversation we needed to have surrounding how we both help in taking care of our little man. Here's the lead in....
The period of time while my wife was gone this weekend, about 5 hours (which I thought was
going to be closer to 3), went pretty well. Our little man, though, doesn’t
love eating from the bottle. He got hungry almost the immediately after my wife
left. I warmed up a bottle while he screamed bloody murder. His screaming and crying doesn't really get to me... I just feel bad he's crying. Warming up a bottle only takes a few minutes, but for those few minutes, despite efforts to soothe, he's pretty upset.
I do not want your ridiculous bottled milk! I want the good stuff! |
He didn’t take the bottle for a while when I first tried to give it to him, screaming to try to
get his mom’s attention that he was hungry. Once he realized his best option
was me, with the bottle, and that the bottle had milk in it, he ate. But he
wasn’t happy about it. He still tried to cry and moan while eating, which was
kind of funny, but also made me nervous he would spit up. He got hungry two more times during this period and each time
screamed his head off until he finally ate a little, then would fall asleep
halfway through because he was tired from screaming.
When my wife got home, I told her how it went, putting a
mostly positive span on things. It really wasn’t that bad. I was just a little
frustrated as I thought she was going to be home sooner and that would have
meant one less screaming party… but really it wasn’t a big deal at all. We did
get to play some, make faces, dance a little, etc. My wife, though, seemed
almost pleased that he got upset. Not that the baby was upset, but that I could
see what it was like. I could be reading into her demeanor way too much, here. But I get it. Mom’s that are at home (and I mean at the
beginning really… my wife will be returning to work soon), want the spouse
to see how hard it actually is during the day. To know they are working hard
and that it’s not easy.
Here’s the thing, though. I know it’s not easy. I never said
it was or have said anything about how I have to work and she GETS to stay
home, or how hard my day was compared to hers, or anything like that.
Sometimes, though, I get a sense that she thinks I do have these thoughts. I
really don’t.
On the last day of the nice long weekend, I was putting in
some work time for school, planning out a couple brand new lessons I would like to
try out. During this time, my wife was also trying to do some resume building,
etc. as she is going to look for a new job now that she has her administration
license. We took turns with the baby boy, but, if I am honest, she took him
more. I am very willing to take him, but if he is hungry, often it’s easier for
her to take him. Most of the time he cries its because he's hungry. Also, my wife and son have developed a daily routine. I don't know whats in their routine, so I tend not to follow it. At the end of the day, though, all this started a conversation
that never got heated or loud, but there was some obvious frustration.
My wife thought it might be a good idea to set up a time
when I got home from work and coaching that would be my turn with the baby. I'd be in charge from 5-7 or something like that and I would take full responsibility for the little man and that
maybe we would set up times on weekends, too. I think she had a conversation
with her extremely organized friend (who is awesome, but definitely a very
organized person and is the type of person others follow on Pinterest to see how
she organizes her kitchen and stuff). While I see the merit in this idea, I
immediately questioned it.
Do we really want to set hard boundaries or time lines for
when we are going to parent? Do we want to set our lives up so that I am separate
from you for 2 hours each day, or that you are separate from the baby during that
time? Are we not going to work together? I don’t mind helping at all and want to
spend time with my baby boy, and want to be engaged, but I think putting a time limit or quota on it
is tough. Part of the reasoning behind this idea, is to make sure he is getting a bottle
everyday. We've talked about this part before and agree. He needs to be used to the bottle for when my wife goes back to work. He won't
take a bottle from her because he knows she has the fresh goods. But, in my opinion as a first time parent and knowing very little, I think creating clear cut times is not the way to go.
The end of this conversation was cut off as a neighbor
stopped by, for which I was grateful. I really didn't want to come to
conclusion because I feel like we weren't in the right head space for it. To be
honest, it felt like one of those conversations that happen when you are
feeling frustrated but would seem unnecessary later on. You'd look back and
realize it didn't need to happen or it didn't need to happen the way it did.
Last night, though, was a good example of what I would like
to see us do. I got home around 5:30 after work and practice. My wife had
dinner almost ready, which is awesome of her (I don’t mean to make it seem that
she needs to make dinner. I do sometimes, too, but it was awesome it ready to
go...). The little man was napping. Half way through eating, he woke up. I
decided to go pick him up and ate while bouncing him a little. After eating he
was hungry and my wife prepped a bottle. I kept him happy and occupied until it
was ready and then fed him. He wasn’t super happy about the bottle, but he did
alright. Throughout the evening we took turns. I played with him and hung out with
him while my wife worked on her resume stuff. She took him when he got hungry
again and I sat with them and chatted. I took him back when he was getting
really fussy while eating to help burp him and give my wife a quick break.
The point is, we didn’t set exact times or boundaries. We
worked together. I helped out when I could. My wife stepped in when it was
needed. We worked together and the little guy had a great evening and slept
through the night.
In marriage, I think we often fall into the traps of keeping
track of who does what and how much. “I made dinner last night, so it’s your
turn.” “I made dinner, so you do the dishes.” “I did laundry, now you do this.” We keep a
tally. I’m not the first to point this out and won’t be the last. I am totally
guilty of this and have to catch myself when I do it. It’s not about how much I
do vs. how much someone else does. The question is, are we both working
together to achieve the goal or get “X” done? We both know the dishes need to
be put away. If you have the time, take a minute and do it, whether you did it
last time or not. If the baby is upset, let’s figure out why and try to help.
If my wife seems frustrated and tired, I will step in if possible. In our
house, I have kind of taken over a lot of the dog duties, but my wife will go
play with her or walk her if I ask her to, or without asking at all, to help me
out. Most of the time, it doesn’t take more than a quick word or polite plead
and things get taken care of. I like this system and maybe it seems like I
should do more, but I think trying to set up an actual time quota will only
lead to argument, frustration, and more problems.
My wife and I are a good team and have demonstrated it time
and time again. We’ve accomplished a lot together. Can I do more to help
sometimes?…Most likely, yes. Do we get frustrated with each other? Sure. But,
we always seem to figure it out. Will the topic of equal time in childcare come
up again… I am positive it will. But that’s okay. If we can hear each other out
I think we will be just fine.
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