• tiffleg

    I go back and forth between Heather’s experience and Cateyb’s. I’m either cleaning and “tasking” like crazy, or I can’t peel myself off the couch and have no motivation whatsoever. My daughter is one, and she’s easy and adorable – no screaming – lately. And of course I love her to pieces. But it’s STILL so exhausting and overwhelming!!

  • Katrina London

    You wanna know what works for me? I DANCE baby! Real dicky, high energy, around the house, no-rules, pseudo-Zumba, make your kids get all wide-eyed “why is she DOING that dad” and then turn the music up another notch! WOOOOT!

    You gotta do something physical with the nervous energy, and dancing lets it out of your HEAD, wears you out physically making it easier to blob on the couch, plus it is FUN and it stops the “I must”/”I should” voice in your head from being in charge and gets you back in the here-and-now where life is much more fun.

    And the music at least covers up the sounds of babies squalling and squawking and sometimes makes them laugh too.

    Once you’ve done that for ten minutes see how you feel.

    Also, I would seventy-second the advice from previous posts about YOU-time, and re-assessing your current med/hormone/deep breathing/wine/meditation mix.

    Best wishes to all my fellow anxiety-driven nuts!

  • Greta Koenigin

    Hello, Heather, this is the internet speaking. At least, one billionth of it. May I call you Heather? No? Okay, Ms. Armstrong.

    I, too, have weekend blues. For me, the direction or focus of the work week, especially if I like what I’m doing, is a gloriously directed airstream on which to ride. But the rudderless weekends, give me time to engage in the fullest of navel gazes. And with responsibilities at home that never end, and the SUFFOCATING freedom to do things on my own schedule, the line between work and rest looks like the ink on a Rorschach card.

    I think finding the balance (or the proper imbalance) takes time, constant readjustments, and permitting your head to blast off from your body and fly into the air, in a vigorous rolling motion, at least forty times. I don’t like giving advice, BUT, you might want to give yourself a little more time to learn what is going to work for you. And to learn that what you took so much time to learn won’t always work. But I’m sure you will find a way out of these feelings as you did before!

    Thanks for your openness! Take care.

  • Crybabyink

    It’s the space in your head that the weekend affords you. During the week when you’re working, you probably have to concentrate and “focus”, that concentration leaves no space in your brains to create boogie men. When the weekend comes and all of a sudden you have space to breath, or what some people call “relaxing” there’s too much room in you head so you find crap to fill up the space with. Bring on the boogie man!

    I know, it sucks. So much energy wasted on it and its SO friggin useless.

    And yes, to people who have never had an anxiety disorder, that IS the dumbest thing they’ve ever heard.

    But to those of us lucky enough to carry the anxiety monkey on our backs, it’s like, dang, things are calm? I HATE that! Could ya bring on a crisis please?? Cause with no “real” one, I’ll have to make one up in my head, and yeah, they’re usually worse then anything that is ever going to “actually” happen.

    “Normal” people are boring anyways.

  • FlippyO

    Ear plugs? Xanax? Or, maybe an iPod with soothing (but loud enough to drown out baby screaming) music? Sorry, I don’t have kids, just lots & lots of pets (a pet rescue) and my problems are completely different…foreclosure, worrying about being homeless, not speaking to my brothers (who actually were my best friends for 44 years, so it’s kind of depressing to think that I probably won’t ever speak to them again, since they refuse to apologize for being so incredibly wrong) for a year because they accused me of faking being sick (I have Fibromyalgia/CFIDS, chronic pain, etc.) and my sister-in-law accused me of being a drug addict (my pain mgt doctor disagrees, as does everyone else who actually knows me and actually sees me more than once a year) and that seemed to be just dandy with my brothers.

    So, different life, different problems, but I think we could both use some nice stress-free quiet time.

    My toes are completely normal and symmetrical, but then I’m many inches shorter than you are and I think tall & thin people probably tend to have longer fingers and toes. Just a guess.

  • FlippyO

    Oh yeah, and listening to Glenn Harrold on your iPod. His relaxing British meditation voice really does work. You can find him at Audible.com.

  • chasethefirefly

    I used pace around the house all the time. Slowing down means you have to stop and assess and that scared me. My kids are 8, 4 and just shy of 3. When the younger two were in the infant/toddler stages the weekends were a lot harder. Especially since we were working through some issues with my oldest at the same time. Husband and I both work from home, but the weekends were a jarring halt to the smooth running weekdays.

    Now that the kids are getting older and hanging out with each other a lot more it’s gotten easier. I have found that I can sit in the corner of the living room and watch over them for a few minutes, instead of standing at the ready, waiting for a need to be met.

    So the short answer to your question – Definitely not the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.

  • Truus

    Maybe the difference with Leta is the fact that Jon is now home all the time and you don’t get the relief on friday night that for two whole days you don’t have to take care of the baby alone. I work parttime and am always happy when my husband can help me in the weekend and I finally can read a book for half an hour. But for some reason I like my job al lot more than I did before. So strange what these kids do to a person…

  • Daily Cup of Jo

    Not the DUMBEST thing I’ve ever heard. Sarah Palin claiming Alaska’s proximity to Russia gave her foreign policy experience was pretty dumb. Imagine what her weekends are like.

    Things will change slightly as your kids get older, but you are who you are. You like your house a certain way, the kids need your attention, and the weekends are when you address that. But Leta, and especially Marlo, will engage you more and annoy you less (or in different ways) as they get older and it will resemble balance. And then it won’t. But that’s parenting. Surrender a little and just remember, we’re all nuts.


  • RAGE against the MINIVAN

    I definitely feel the same way. I think it’s the prospect of those unstructured days with the kids, with no tasks to focus on. I don’t know why, but that scenario gives me anxiety. And I’d much rather be subverting my anxiety through my work. Not so easy to do with children.

  • ZoroUK

    What you need is to invest in an amber teething necklace and some herbal teething powders. I swear by them and used them with my two!
    Then just drink some gin and tonic to get through the rest of the weekend!

  • memphisq

    So, what exactly do you do for yourself, something separate from work and the family, somthing to refuel and decompress?

    Have you considered long distance running?
    Totally serious, I can cognitively process just about any amount of stress on a long run.

  • lizzieindublin

    No where near the dumbest thing I have ever heard. My son is in creche every day while I go to work and while my work is stressful and dealing with adults involves politics and being polite and using all of those lessons your mother taught you about “If you have nothing nice to say…” I find it a billion times more easy than being with him and my husband for two full days.

    I love my son deeply; more than I could have ever imagined loving another human being. I just want the best for him and I want us to experience his life up close but there are times when I just want to say “PLEASESHUTTHEFUCKUPTHANKYOU”. I don’t. I hold it back. At 15 months he doesn’t realize nor can he help the noises he makes because he’s in pain (teething) or he’s bored or he just doesn’t understand what is going on around him. He wants attention and love and I try to give it without going out of my mind.

    And I think the dread and anxiety comes from not being able to go out of my mind. When I come home from work I can bitch about my boss to my husband and at work I can bitch about my husband to my boss but there is never a place where you can say, “I’m just fed up with the whining!” and not be looked at like a monster. And I of course can not and will not say it to him.

    So where does this leave us?

  • Tonje

    I’m just going to throw this out there: Kids are a pain in the ass. Until it becomes socially acceptable for moms to admit that they don’t find motherhood to be the greatest thing than ever happened to them – we’re all screwed! On the bright side, it gets SO much better when they’re older. I enjoy hanging out with them on the weekends, and I get to wake THEM up!! mwaahaaahaaahaaaa

    Hang in there Heather. It’s cool.

  • katka

    Nope. And so that you know – my second toe is longer than my big toe too.

    Also, my impression is that this is cannot-stop-gotta-keep-doing-something is a women’s thing? I’m sure there are exceptions, but I think it’s mostly women who just cannot sit down and relax for a while… Like we first need to resolve all of the world’s projects and problems and THEN we can relax. Maybe.

  • Pixie

    I think it is a compulsion…
    slight, maybe?
    there, absolutely?
    weird, not at all?
    it is…..the need to do, maybe.

    The lines between work and life are now a blur,
    embrace it. Think about what it is this is teaching you.
    A slight weekend routine, might be worth a try. Start small.

    Remember what you are experiencing and how you are reacting to it is being observed by your children…..I know, the pressure. Use it to your advantage. Teach them well……so they can benefit.

    Their lives, of working and relaxing, will probably be even more blurred

  • Trina

    Our daughters are about 2 weeks apart, and i’ve noticed the same grumpiness with Addy lately as well…funny enough AS SOON AS SHE STARTED TO CRAWL….I think she’s just pissed she can’t walk yet, not to mention the loud HUH she grunts at me when I tell her NO YOU CANNOT EAT THE CONVERTER OR MUMMY’S CELL PHONE.

    Not to mention there is the teething issue. The fussiness is TOTALLY IRRITATING right now, and if you can take it great, if not there is always Motrin for her, and Bourbon for you.

    I go back to work in 2 months and I CAN HARDLY WAIT to communicate with adults again, but like you I fear I will dread the weekend once that happens.

    I feel ya sista.

  • gretchie

    Oh, Heather. I totally hate the weekend. I work o/s the home for ten hours a day (including travel time) occasionally more. That means the weekends are for yardwork and cleaning house – and I demand a lot of myself during that time. It also means that everyone is home and making a lot of mess at the same time I’m trying to tidy up. I HATE IT. There are some things I like, but overall – I only sleep in maybe an hour and I still go to bed at the same time. I still have to do the “Bed bath and beyond” routine at the same time so I can have a sane kid. Honestly, I go to work on Monday so I can chill. But, back in the day, I LIVED for the weekend. I know that when my daughter grows up I will start to enjoy it again.

    So, NO you’re not a wackadoodle for feeling that way. Totally normal.


  • Roo8382

    Maybe it’s a mom thing. My mom is 64 with a grown kid and a house-husband and she still can’t slow down on the weekends. In fact, she ended up in the hospital over anxiety-induced heart palpitations that she thought was a heart attack. She’s ok, but JUST starting to take the advice to “pace yourself” to heart. And she’s 64. But she also has the long second toe.

    Maybe it’s just feeling like something bad will happen if you don’t stay on track…whatever that means for you. Seriously, I was concerned after the “Because it needed to be said” post. Not because there was anything wrong in saying F U to a bunch of hateful strangers. But you did express how hard it was to post constantly and how hard it was to know that this blog feeds your family. That’s a lot of pressure, dude. Plus, working from home seems to blur the lines between work and home. How do you manage it? I wouldn’t be able to and admire you for trying.

    Glad to hear you are talking with the therapist about it. Let us know how it’s going.

  • annab

    it’s not dumb at all. i hate the weekends and i don’t even have kids.

  • Mrs. Q.

    When I decided to leave my job and stay home with the kids, I used to rush around like crazy during the week to get everything DONE– food shopping, laundry, house cleaning– so I’d have the entire weekend free with my hubby and kids. Then I’d get the Friday-night blues, realizing we had NOTHING to do. Come Sunday night, I’d start getting blue because I felt like we didn’t make the most of the time we had, or we didn’t accomplish enough around the house. Ridiculous.

    Start making plans for every Sat or Sun. Same day, same time and get OUT OF THE HOUSE. All of you. A trip to the zoo, park, museum, hike, bike ride– anything. You’ll get in the groove of having a schedule and your kids will love the time with you. Sure, you have a baby and things are unpredictable, but try to work around her naps or bring a carrier so she can conk out. Once the kids realize they have the both of you during the same time each weekend, with no electronic devices, they will look forward to your outings and it will be contagious. Oh, and alternate making the plans– I started to resent my husband when he’d ask “so what’s the plan today?”, so take turns deciding where you will go, and don’t roll your eyes if he chooses to go bowling.

  • mjryates

    I have this problem, but it’s the polar opposite days of the week. As a stay-at-home mother, I dread Monday through Friday. Well, more like Thursday because by Friday I’m loving life because it means my husband will be home to share in the chaos that is raising a baby. Saturday and Sunday are awesome for me because my husband usually lets me sleep in until 8 (PARTY!). The only times I dread the weekends are when I know Jon (yes, my husband is Jon also) has to do some work to get caught up. Ick!

    One problem of yours I don’t have? The urge to clean. Sure I do dishes and pick up things, but we have a cleaning lady and I love her. If she wasn’t in our lives, my family would probably call CPS.

  • Tam4797

    I am sitting here reading all of these comments and hot tears are threatening to run out of my eyes and my chest is burning….I thought I was the only one who hated weekends…It is such a relief to read so many other accounts of people who feel the same! I have a 6 year old and 2.5 year old twins. I start to have anxiety on Thursday and by Saturday at 10:00 am (someone else mentioned this time as well) I feel like a thermometer whose mercury is going to bust right out of the top… the whining, the fighting, the crankyness, and worst of all, the panicked crying when I leave the room to do ANYTHING! All I hear all day is MOMMY! MOMMY!, where’s MOMMY! My husband uses the weekends to get stuff done too (renovations, fixing the dryer etc) which leaves me abandoned with all of the kids by myself upstairs. You would never know they even had another parent by the way they cling to me constantly. The thought of 2 whole days of this madness looming in front of me is enought to make me curl up in a corner.. But I don’t I put on the “good patient mom” face until I get to sit in my office and sip tea on Monday morning. My monday morning happy dance has become a ritual around my office. Don’t get me wrong (guilty disclaimer) I love my kids and I LOVE spending time with them when they’re acting like humans but that’s not so much lately with the terrible twos. Huh…if feels better to write about it, I think Heather may be on to something…..

  • settembre

    You’re not alone.

    And in all actuality, I’m dreading my 3 kids’ summer vacation. I fear it’s going to be somewhat like a straight 3 month long string of one long weekend. My kids are all school-age. My youngest is in 3rd grade. I am very goal-oriented and I suck if I don’t have a schedule. It’s near impossible for me to relax. There’s just too much to do. I love my kids. I really do. But summer vacations… they are rough. All the screaming and the fighting and the HE DID THIS and BUT HE DID THAT and the WHY DID HE and WHY CAN’T I and the MOMMY MOMMY… makes it hard to meet goals. You know those silly goals of budgeting and paying bills and the ability to have a coherent thought without disruption… and those goals of having money *to* pay the bills… single mommy & full-time college student (entering my 4th year come fall) taking 4 summer classes starting in June… need I say more… So I totally feel ya. And I don’t think there’s anything wrong with finding that beat to your own drum. I don’t think you have to steal anyone else’s beat if you know what I mean. Your normal doesn’t have to be someone else’s normal. My normal sure the hell isn’t. And I think that’s okay. Individuality. :) Good luck. :)

  • nolemonsnomelon

    Wow. I actually admire the fact that you have something that makes you get up and work on projects. I have the opposite problem.

    I also wish somebody in my house had the impetus to get up and clean. It would be cool to not have crumbs everywhere. For once.

  • tuggs

    I’m so glad you told us. And look at how many people feel the same way! Either you are not weird, or we are ALL weird.

    I dreaded weekends when I lived alone, and was single. It was too much free time that I had to fill. And I can totally understand how that could relate to having too much free time with one’s kids! Plus, you work from home. So it’s like having your whole family invade your work space when you can’t do work (can’t or won’t – same diff in this case, I think). At the moment, I live with my boyfriend and we have his kiddo 50% of the time, so half of my weekends involve scheduling the shit out of them so we’re busy with the little guy and we don’t go stir crazy in the house.

    I liked the idea of making a to-do list for the weekend, scheduling your free time so it’s not free, it’s maybe more productive, even if that’s just psychological.

    And if you want to clean like crazy? Clean like crazy. Whatever makes you feel better, right? You’re not harming anyone (“don’t harm me!”) and as the monkeymama pointed out, this will change once Her Screamy Screamness Who Won’t Stop with the Screaming learns to communicate.

    Meanwhile, keep communicating with us – and Jon, and Leta, and anyone else who helps you feel better about this. You’ve been through worse – you can do this. This too shall pass, etc.

    Go have a hot dog. You deserve it.

  • thechettis

    I work from home, and I know what this feels like. My son is almost seven now, but when he was tiny, he wouldn’t sleep (like, REALLY), and I was a disaster of sleep deprivation, while still trying to run my business. I was working every moment, trying to catch up all the time, and everything suffered. I found–for me–that I had to surrender to the boy. In other words, I didn’t try to do anything but be with him on the weekend, whatever he was doing, and I made that my “job” and did it the best I could. The more he got of me, the less he needed me, and that still holds now. If I give him my undivided attention for a bit, he’ll go off on his own and do his own thing for long stretches of time. He’s an only child, too, so he’s good at that. Good luck!

  • skydivegal

    Hmmmm. I adore/cherish my weekend time with my little boy so very much that it is almost all-consuming. I get the depression on Sunday night when I have to emotionally prepare for more weekdays. I have a hard time understanding not being 100% excited about weekends, UNLESS for whatever reason we are stuck inside the whole time.

    Have you tried staying busy outside of your home? Getting out to museums/parks/zoos, etc?

  • Sister Slick

    Weekends stress me out as well. I can’t figure out how to cram all of the things that I need to do in those few precious hours. Monday mornings, while they are stress filled in themselves, are still a relief compared to the juggling act of family, fun, chores, and laundry of the weekend. Honestly, my favourite time of the day is when I sit at my desk, and watch my computer booting. Then I KNOW that the family stress is put on hold (at least for 8 hours). Work stress….I can handle that. Whining, grumpy, spoiled children and a pouting, demanding spouse….still can’t figure those out.

  • dad

    Same thing at our house. My wife cannot slow down until everything is done, and, of course, everything is never done. I try to make her go outside with the kids or we both agree that Saturday mornings are for cleaning and that is it. Sometimes it works, but I’ve noticed that I slow down more to try to compensate.

    Try to remind yourself that you may be feeling anxiety about stuff that needs to get done and kids that are screaming, but your kids aren’t, they are just glad to have you.

  • knittyknatty

    When I was a bike messenger I dreaded weekends because I loved my job and my co-workers. Two days without biking and adrenaline seemed so boring to me. I’m a student now, and I do enjoy my weekends, but I’m not a mother!

  • AndreaP

    I, in contrast, dread the weekdays. My husband works 45 minutes from home. thus his 9 hour work day often turns into an 11 or 12 hour work day. All day I just wait for him to get home. I can’t wait until he walks in the door. I throw the baby at him and hide in the closet. I’m joking, but that’s what I feel like doing. I so look forward to the weekends as well because it is “daddy duty” time. My husband gets up if our daughter cries, he gets up in the morning to get her and then he lets me sleep in after I’ve fed her. I can totally see where you are coming from becasue ALL day i think about all of the things I should be doing, cleaning or organizing. But instead, I tiptoe around quietly while baby sleeps, or I spend hours entertaining her.

  • nobody

    Whether it’s dumb or not, you’re going through it. If you could turn the anxiety off you would do so, right? So you can’t, and it’s a problem.

    Maybe organization is a contributor. Either you aren’t sufficiently organized at work to be satisfied that everything is under control and can be safely let be, or your family life isn’t as organized as your work and you don’t know what you’re doing there. If you aren’t sure of what you want to do with your kids, how you want to help and how you’ll interact with them, well, those uncertainties will cause anxiety.

    Or maybe it isn’t. Whatever the cause, it’s an important problem, and you’re right to focus on it.

  • tanyaself

    I had to take off friday because my daughter was sick. I am not a big fan of my job situation right now but I have never been so glad to come back to work. Three days with those two heathens and I was ready to run for the hills!!

    My husband and I have decided I have adult onset ADD. I can’t get anything done because I am busy thinking about the other million things I have to do! I’m all scrambled egg brains! lol

  • sonjabean

    Wow, that sounds really tough. I’m a stay at home mom, and for a while when both my girls were babies (they are 11 months apart), I dreaded the work week because I just didn’t know how I would make it through on my own. It was so hard for a long time. Things got better for me when my youngest turned one. I hope the same is true for you. [hug]

  • JBird

    Yup. That’s Me to a TEE. I NEVER sit still, I love the week because I know exactly what needs to get done and I do it with such verocity that I’m flying. Get kids up and ready, drop off, go to work, make dinner, play, bedtime, etc…. the weekend hits and I can’t take the not knowing – sure, I do chores, go to the park, etc… but man I need STUFF to do and places to be! It has always caused lots of anxiety for me, my husband thinks I’m nuts – but the hours of open time seem daunting – I need and want to get everything done – NOW. No time for sitting! My kids know this about me, so they’re game to go go go and do do do. Mommy doesn’t ever sit still. Funny thing is, as much as I do it’s never enough. :-)

  • Katie Kat

    I USED to have this problem when B was a wee little one. The first year home with her was a NIGHTMARE. When I went off to work, it was a relief like none I’ve known, and while it felt good, it felt BAAAAAAAAAD. But then I settled into a routine, and so did B, and she did MUCH better at her pre-school/daycare than at home with me (sheesh!) and I was a MUCH better mom when I had work to go to.

    Anyway, NOW, four years later, I have the opposite problem. I have a panic attack every Monday morning. Don’t know why. Starts late Sunday afternoon and just keeps chugging along until I’m in full blown anxiety hell. Maybe you can help me out with that one?

    I think for you, the deal is that having 2 kids takes up a lot more of your time, and time is precious. Plus, IT’S F’ING HARD TO BE A PARENT!!! Didn’t anyone tell you that? Oh yeah. Much harder than anyone says. And it makes you CRAZY. Like so CRAZY your brain starts finding little excuses to be busy so you don’t have to get overwhelmed. So, really, it’s just your brain trying to save you from being a parent. It wants you to stay a kid!

    I’m sure that’s not the answer you were looking for, but hey – it works! :)

  • juliesfinereally

    Heather, I do/feel the exact same thing. So if it makes you a freak, then you know at least you’re not the only freak.

  • dejavu2

    I totally understand. I am a full-time work outside the home, guilt-ridden drop the kids off at daycare, have to be doing something FUN so we are the fun people (versus teachers at daycare) every minute of the day type of mom. On the weekends we usually aren’t home. We’re either at the zoo, the children’s museum, the park, hiking on trails, playing miniature golf, riding bikes, etc…partly because it’s the weekends and I want the kids to love the weekends with us and partly because if we stayed at home I would be cleaning all weekend long too!

  • kjk72178

    This does not sound insane and you’re not alone. I don’t have children though, so I can’t comment on the possibility that it’s related to postpartum depression. I don’t dread weekends, but I do have a hard time sitting down and enjoying them. Seems like I can’t watch TV w/o simultaneously folding laundry or organizing something nearby. Most of the time I can’t even sit through a whole show. I don’t know what it’s about, except that there are always so many things I want to do, that when I’m sitting not doing any of them, I feel a bit anxious. There are exceptions: I can sit and watch a movie or a particular show with my husband, if that’s what we’ve planned to do. Maybe it has to do with planning. Maybe we have to PLAN to do nothing, and then it will feel ok. Having never been spontaneous in my entire life (my parents say I was more organized than them at age 7), I wonder if that isn’t just it: plan your downtime…if you really want it. And if you don’t? Maybe find something more fun than cleaning to keep you busy.

  • anya

    It’s not weird at all, to me. I actually remember being the same way a few months ago! I don’t remember if I was still on mat leave, or back at work, but the point is that I had a certain routine for 5 days a week, and then there would be those 2 other days, with a promise of a better life (it’s the weekend! Yay! right?) and I guess I was expecting the two days to be easier, or my husband to take charge and me not having to come up with activities for all of us to do… bla bla bla. And in the end I just felt like the weekends were more work than the rest of the week. So I did actually dread them.
    But the good news is that it’s changed. Not sure how and why, maybe I forced myself to relax (yep, an oxymoron) or maybe the weather got better and going to the park became an option. And my son became even more of a pleasure, albeit a very active one, requiring me to run after him and make sure he’s not eating gum he finds in the sand, but a pleasure never the less. I’m sure it’s a bit different for stay at home parents, but I’m also sure it will change and you’ll enjoy the weekends again!

    Good luck, and it’s not crazy!

  • melissa in mpls

    i definitely dread the weekend. i’m in law school so all week i am hyper focused. during the weekend i have no way to distract myself from feelings of sadness or anger or whatever else associated with some stupid stuff that happened in my personal life. it totally sucks. i’m told that after i graduate i’ll be chained to my desk and forced to work 80+ hours a week, so that should take care of that.

  • Never a Plain Jane

    I have much the same problem. Many of my daughter’s games are akin to Calvinball – constantly changing rules, a lot of improv and so much BOSSING ME AROUND. I cannot focus on the type of play she likes best despite her begging me to play with her. There are dishes and laundry and photos to sort an…and…and… I literally have to set a timer for 20 minutes and make myself focus only on her. I tell her beforehand that we have 20 minutes. When the timer goes off Mommy has to -insert task here- and then we will play again for another 20 minutes. Sometimes I set a timer for my tasks as well. Knowing I have dedicated time for her and for all that other stuff really helps. It sounds silly, but it does. I also take deep breaths. Lots of them. Good luck and feel better.

  • girlplease

    NO it doesn’t sound crazy. It sounds like stress mounting and you need “me” time. Go to the library or somewhere quiet to get a break. I would say if possible a 4 hour break. Shit, there are days I honstly dream of booking a hotel for the weekend so I can get some quiet and sleep. That’s it.

  • hockeybrad

    Much of what you’re saying sounds just like my wife. She doesn’t dread the weekend, but she does see it like a task that must be accomplished. I don’t want to shoot her, but I’d be glad to don an invisibility cloak so that she couldn’t see me sitting down and make me feel guilty for all of that sitting.

  • denice

    looks like most of us have trouble slowing down or deviating from a scheduled day. it’s best if we can figure out how to do so but if not, maybe a different schedule and planned breaks from the kids will help?

    the first 2 days of any vacation we go on i cannot relax. i’m all business. let’s hurry up and go here, let’s hurry up and go there! not fun. and then by the time i finally do chill out it’s almost time to go home. lame.

  • oddFrogg

    I don’t dread weekends, quite the opposite, I LOVE weekends but not for the reasons most people do. I’m the twisted type that loves weekends because I can get MY work done. Weekends I get to spend hours (and hours) on my creative efforts and use a different part of my brain. It’s highly addictive and absolutely exhilarating!

  • sarahsox

    I have not read all of the comments – but what about scheduling something you look forward to on the weekend? Or every Sat morning go and do something away from the house with just Leta?

    Weekends are a little easier now because the kids play together a good chunk of the time. I am really dreading the summer when there is no school. I feel guilty for it…

  • lizroverbailey

    Pre-kids, it was “TGIF,” post-kids, “thank god it’s Monday.” I love my kids, I love my life, but it’s so nice to escape to the office, where I am unerringly competent and capable. Working full-time, the weekends become either (a) an unending to-do list, or (b) lots of family fun-time that ends with a house out of control and difficult weeknights because the to-do list didn’t get to-done.

    One solution? Get away. Go check into a hotel with a swimming pool and play for the weekend. The house won’t fall apart because nobody will be there pulling it apart, and you’ll have forced down-time because you’ll be away from the to-do list.

  • lesliepaige78

    heather, i think this is called being a modern mom. we are so used to multitasking that we cant quiet ourselves. i think it takes practice. we practice everything else we MUST practice resting our minds, bodies, and enjoying the moment. Do you read the happiness project blog?
    http://www.happiness-project.com i enjoy her writing and discussions on things we can do to let go and be happy.

    and the old addage “this to shall pass” comes to mind.