Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Children welcome does not mean "child friendly"
The last few weekends we have had a few adult committments, with a farewell for one friend, an engagement for other friends. Unfortunately we only have my parents able to look after the kids, most other people the kids aren't close enough to (which proves a problem when one child is as shy as shit). While my parents are more than happy to help out, and i think they secretly hope that we encounter these situations so they get their alone time with the kids to spoil them without me hovering saying "No, don't give them that, they don't need it!", i am not one to ask for the help. Certainly not two weekends in a row, or even in close proximity. This forced us to drag the troops along to the engagement party on the weekend, which the kids were invited to, but well, lets face it these things are never "kid friendly" and you spend most of the time chasing after the kids, checking on the kids, reminding the kids of their good manners and bickering who is going to go and chase after Greenie next and who will sorts out Bluey's latest wild adventure that when an appropriate time comes to leave, you all pile into the car faster than exiting the elevator when someone farts exhausted and ready to come home and go to bed.
It got me thinking, are we really that mad to be taking the kids to these things?
Greenie has spent the night without me twice his entire life. Bluey would be a bit higher, but definately not into the double digits yet. Often times if there is a place we cannot take the kids i simply opt out and stay home to look after them while Mr Black does the social thing. Now they are older, and Greenie is no longer attatched to the boob i can go out for the night if i choose. But asking for the help, that "favour" is still hard for me. I feel like a burden, and my parents know they are the only people we have to watch the kids.
It's not because my children are difficult, they're actually fairly easy with Bluey a social creature but obiedient, and while Greenie is of that troublesome age, and super shy, is happy to just sit an snuggle and read a few books. Sometimes i just want a night off where i don't have to sit and think "where are they and what are they doing?" and rudely run off from a conversation to chase down one of the kids. I only want to have to worry about ME.
What about you? What do you do in these sorts of situations, when children are invited but you know it isn't going to be child friendly? Do you have many people putting their hands up to mind your kids? Do you struggle to ask for and accept help?