It would be an insult to single parents if I said I was a single parent when Gym Hottie is on a business trip. All I’m going to claim is that I’m doing this alone for four days without alcohol. So for the next four days, dinner will be disastrous, the house will be in shambles, and my escape plan from motherhood shall be perfected by Tuesday. For this first night of solo parenting, Humnoy and I took a little trip to the Dollar Tree after his 5:00 pm siesta. You better believe I bought frozen sweet potato fries and canned pasta sauce to my heart’s content. This just makes my life a wee bit easier and our diet a way bit off for the next few days.
GH is earning money during all this so that’s a big motivator to stay out of the candidacy for the loony bin. I also realized there are plenty of enjoyable things when Dada is gone. A husband business trip also means:
– Room in our family bed. As a bed-sharing family, we are quickly outgrowing this modestly queen-sized bed of ours. Since our move, we haven’t set up the side car crib yet and with this growing fetus, bed time is cramped. Now that Dada’s gone, Preggonator and Humnoy can sprawl out however we see fit!
– Mama laptop time. You know how little time I get to sit and browse uninterrupted during the day let alone use my neglected laptop? Combined with the cramped bed space and screen brightness, I turn to my phone for bed time browsing. Here I am actually writing this from my laptop! In our spacious, roomy bed! Oh, the luxury!
– Dinner time/bed time is whenever. I practice what you may call “laid-back/lazy/instinctive parenting, where I go with the flow of the child. We can work around the day’s schedule versus working around GH usually being home for dinner at 6:30 and in bed by 10:00. For the first solo-parenting night, dinner was at 9 and bedtime was midnight – all according to Humnoy’s crazy schedule that day.
– Bed time routine is more focused. Once Dad is in bed, Humnoy knows that’s the best time to mess with him. Now that he’s stuck with the boring parent, he goes right to bed without a fight. Plus, the glory of
still breastfeeding is my magic weapon.
– No nasty husband farts. Husband farts are gross. Enough said. This reason alone makes the stress worth it.
How have you handled parenting alone for a short (or long) period of time?
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