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Have you ever read something that truly resonated with you? The whole way through you feel as though you could have written all those words on the page yourself.
Well, Kristen Anne Glover of Five In Tow did just that with her post, “Why She’s Sad on Sundays”.
Her letter to “the men in the room” grabs you in from the very beginning
Excerpt from her letter;
“She stands in the kitchen with her arms up to her elbows in soapy water. She smiles when you come in, but it’s one of those tired smiles, like her lips aren’t convinced the effort is worth it. There’s a sadness in her eyes, too, and you can’t figure it out.
You didn’t do anything, didn’t say anything. As far as you know, the weekend was great. She made pancakes for breakfast; you got that project done that she’s been asking you to do for weeks. Then you all went to the park, and you listened to her chatter endlessly while you watched the kids play.”
Parenting can be one of the biggest strains on a marriage. Neither wife nor husband ever truly feels understood or respected. Not fully, anyway. Yes, being a parent is one of the biggest blessings you’ll ever experience in life, but that does not mean it comes without it’s difficulties.
We often, through stress and pure exhaustion begin doubting one another’s motives and desires.
Falling into the marital rut where both are exhausted, distracted and pulled in several different directions at one time. You may even muster the old feelings back to the surface from time to time but life with kids gets in the way.
Eyes meet while passing briefly as you move from one task to the next, for that very moment, you two feel connected. Possibly even adoring. Then a child bellows, the phone rings, dryer alarms, or you step on a misplaced toy. The moments passed, life has called your attention to more pressing matters and it’s lost. Once again.
The weekends tend to be what really gets her.
Friday’s are looked to with excitement and hope. Saturday’s she thinks to herself, less to do’s, no big morning rush the following day. That will be our time to relax and play, have some me time, and possibly some we time. Then Sunday veers it’s ugly head and she’s sad again. For the week has passed, too quickly yet again. And she never did get to any of the hopes or plans she set out to. Because again, her job never ends. For her job is at home. She does not clock out, she can not leave it behind nor do her duties ever end.
The very thought of a weekend tends to fester in her mind, causing her sadness because she knows that weekends are not meant for her. Rather, weekends are another job for her. The children are now home, along with her spouse, and while she’s been looking forward to this all week long, She knows this comfort comes with extra duties. She will have to ensure they get adequete time with her and the messes will surely double each day. She will cook and clean per usual, only now, two times over for meals which no one is normally there for. She will spend much time preparing what needs to be ready for the return of the school and work week.
Her job is never done.
To quote Kristen A. Glover,
“She simply wishes for all the world that she could pause time and just be in her home and not at work.”
A mother’s job is never done, we are not afforded that magical strike the second hand places on the clock telling us we can stop now. Your work day is done. That is a concept we can not understand. To walk away, and be “finished” for the day, that would be a dream come true.
A dream for certain. Because for that to happen, I can not phathom the reprecussions.
I may have shared small portions of her letter along with my own thoughts. Though, in no way could I serve it the justice it tuly deserves. Kristen has a profound way with her words that will surely move you and her letter in its whole will resonate deeply. Leaving you, as it did me, feeling as though you could have written it. I want you to take a minute to read her post in its entirety.
Then come back here to let me know your thoughts. What resonated the most with you? Let me know in the comments below.