Wake up at 530. Get myself ready. Wake the kids up. Get the kids ready and fed. Out the door by 720 to get then to school then me to work by 830. Work until 5. Drive home, an hour if traffic sucks.
On a good day, my wife beats me home and has dinner going. An hour to 1.5 hr family time before kids get ready for bed. Get them down, clean the kitchen from breakfast, to-go lunches, and dinner. And its 10pm.
My parents had kids when I was 12 and 16 years old. So basically what you described, but my mom was physically disabled by then, and my dad was mostly absent, and I was in high school with a part time job. Cooked/cleaned/woke them up/put them to bed and all the in-between.
Sometimes I wonder why, and am ashamed, that I was suicidal and badly addicted by the time I moved out at 17, then sometimes like in this thread I am kind of proud of myself for surviving it.
I did eventually have a kid but in an arrangement with a couple lesbians, I get to be a part-time dad in my 40s and it’s pretty awesome.
Right there with you.
Wake up at 530. Get myself ready. Wake the kids up. Get the kids ready and fed. Out the door by 720 to get then to school then me to work by 830. Work until 5. Drive home, an hour if traffic sucks.
On a good day, my wife beats me home and has dinner going. An hour to 1.5 hr family time before kids get ready for bed. Get them down, clean the kitchen from breakfast, to-go lunches, and dinner. And its 10pm.
How are we supposed to get by?
My parents had kids when I was 12 and 16 years old. So basically what you described, but my mom was physically disabled by then, and my dad was mostly absent, and I was in high school with a part time job. Cooked/cleaned/woke them up/put them to bed and all the in-between.
Sometimes I wonder why, and am ashamed, that I was suicidal and badly addicted by the time I moved out at 17, then sometimes like in this thread I am kind of proud of myself for surviving it.
I did eventually have a kid but in an arrangement with a couple lesbians, I get to be a part-time dad in my 40s and it’s pretty awesome.
Im glad you made it through that and am still here today. That kid has to love and appreciate it too
I saw this part:
and didn’t register what followed.
samesies