aussiegeekygal
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I'm wearing poopy pants tonight.
It can suck when things get out of balance. And the way that life is for Mr. Aussie and I means that it's going to take us a hot minute to figure out a new balance. Add to that yet another career transition that will drastically change the division of labor at home and it can feel like an impossible task to "make it all work". I am really starting to learn that it can't all work. That's not the point of all of this.
My marriage is maturing right now.
I'm saying the things I would never have normally said and allowing for it to be hard. I'm articulating in detail when I have feelings of jealousy, resentment, loneliness, grief, and all the emotions that aren't fun to experience in others. I'm letting Mr. Aussie decide if it's too much to handle. Not me. And in doing so we're learning how to navigate it together.
^ (it sucks, btw.. This marriage stuff can be bullshit at times)
Back to tonight.
Mr. Aussie is currently out with her (I need to figure out a name for her- because she's deserving of an identity in this saga) and I'm wallowing in self pity. I wish I weren't. I don't want to be grumpy and yet here the fuck I am...
Tonight Mr. Aussie and I went out together to a function whilst the Montessori's watched our kids. Mr. Aussie asked if he could go out after the event and I was reluctant to make plans because of how the event may go and after parties and the such. Little did I know that he had explicitly asked for baby sitting for the exact hours of the event. I adjusted my understanding and expectations a little resigned to the fact that I'd be home with the kids tonight and he'll go out.
And of course, I had to turn down invites to spend time with my friends because Mr. Aussie made plans first.
This shit was so much easier before kids. Ugh.
On a deliciously high note, I did get to snuggle in bed with Mr. Montessori for a few minutes and smooches before taking the kids home. That was nice
It can suck when things get out of balance. And the way that life is for Mr. Aussie and I means that it's going to take us a hot minute to figure out a new balance. Add to that yet another career transition that will drastically change the division of labor at home and it can feel like an impossible task to "make it all work". I am really starting to learn that it can't all work. That's not the point of all of this.
My marriage is maturing right now.
I'm saying the things I would never have normally said and allowing for it to be hard. I'm articulating in detail when I have feelings of jealousy, resentment, loneliness, grief, and all the emotions that aren't fun to experience in others. I'm letting Mr. Aussie decide if it's too much to handle. Not me. And in doing so we're learning how to navigate it together.
^ (it sucks, btw.. This marriage stuff can be bullshit at times)
Back to tonight.
Mr. Aussie is currently out with her (I need to figure out a name for her- because she's deserving of an identity in this saga) and I'm wallowing in self pity. I wish I weren't. I don't want to be grumpy and yet here the fuck I am...
Tonight Mr. Aussie and I went out together to a function whilst the Montessori's watched our kids. Mr. Aussie asked if he could go out after the event and I was reluctant to make plans because of how the event may go and after parties and the such. Little did I know that he had explicitly asked for baby sitting for the exact hours of the event. I adjusted my understanding and expectations a little resigned to the fact that I'd be home with the kids tonight and he'll go out.
And of course, I had to turn down invites to spend time with my friends because Mr. Aussie made plans first.
This shit was so much easier before kids. Ugh.
On a deliciously high note, I did get to snuggle in bed with Mr. Montessori for a few minutes and smooches before taking the kids home. That was nice