Y'all know Aaron was sick all last week. He was miserable sick. Well, life goes on when your sick and here's his take on last week and what all he learned. This is good ladies. Real good.
FIVE APOLOGIES TO MY WIFE
I totally spied on my wife. It's like I had a hidden microphone in the living room, kitchen, and dining room for six straight days. Believe me, I didn't choose this! But I had no other option, as I laid in bed monday through Saturday of this past week with the worst case of the influenza virus I've ever had. (granted, it was the only case of influenza I've ever had… but it was worse than I could have imagined)
I didn't see sunlight, people, or my car for six days, but the things I overheard from our bedroom blew my mind. Jamie quarantined me to the bedroom, but it didn't stop me from hearing and noticing the normal rhythm and routine of her life as a full-time stay-at-home mother. So, here I offer five apologies to my wife and the mother of my four crazy (borderline psychotic) kids.
1) I'm sorry. I had no idea the kids were such tyrants.
Really. I had no idea they were the most ungrateful, selfish, demanding, and loud humans I've ever come in contact with. That's right, I heard Deacon erupt into a seven minute whining fit when you ran out of scrambled eggs Tuesday morning. Of course you cooked 14 eggs… but no.. that wasn't enough was it? I overheard Story screaming and stomping the wood floors in the kitchen because asked her to clean her room… four times. Oh yeah, I heard Amos tell you that you never do anything fun… and you never take them anywhere… as I'm sure he was finishing his strawberry-lemon slush from Sonic that you purchased for him on the way home from school. I'm sorry.
2) I'm sorry. I had no idea you did so much laundry.
Good Lord, the washer and dryer is on the other side of this bedroom wall, and I swear I didn't hear that washing machine stop sucking our precious planet's water supply the entire week of my flu-coma. I guess that explains last month's $240 water bill. I shouldn't have yelled at the tyrants for taking too long in the shower; it turns out you actually do five loads of laundry EVERY single day. Then, the tyrants complain each morning that they don't have any underwear. I'm sorry.
This does explain our $500 a month fuel costs… I shouldn't have blamed the neighbor for syphoning our gas.. turns out we actually used it. But it doesn't explain why a family has to travel to and from a school SIX times a day? The way I figure it, that's almost two hours every day you spend in traffic, listening to stupid kids music, and checking your Twitter at red lights. No wonder the car is an absolute wreck! You don't want to touch it or look at it or think about.. because 15% of your day is spent sitting in a cheerio-lined-leather-seat with a steering wheel in your hand. I'm sorry.
Really. Having four kids is not having four individual children. That sort of “simple math” does not apply to children. 1+1+1+1 does NOT equal 4. Adding up children is like another form of Eastern math that none of us understand. 1+1+1+1 clearly equals 64. You have 64 children. That's the only thing that could explain why my bedroom sounded like an overcrowded daycare in the hood from 7-7:30am and 3:45-8:00pm. The correct (eastern) math is 1x4x4x4. And that equals 64. You have 64 children. And I had no idea. I'm sorry.
Kids are at school. Husband is working. Dog is sleeping. I assumed you were just reading People magazine…. meeting friends for lunch and margaritas… catching up on re-runs of Ellen and The Bachelorette… and throwing a few socks here-and-there into the washing machine while laughing at some text conversation with your bestie. That explains why when I come home from working all day (writing songs and singing….so lame), and my first thought when I see laundry everywhere and the sink full of dishes.. my initial thought (previous and stupid) is… “dang girl…whatchu been doing all day?! you think you could clean up around here instead of eating ice cream on the couch during The Biggest Loser re-runs, huh?” Well, as I was laid up in bed everyday this week, I realized that you spend every morning cooking breakfast, packing lunches and carting kids off to school. Then, you come home and get Story read for school. Then you might have 1 hour (on a good day) to get groceries, take a kid to the doctor, or meet with the women you disciple, before you have to turn around to pick the kids up at 3:30. Then you come home, help them with homework, wait for your husband to come home, have a few hours of family time, then you're drowned again with emails, writing articles, volunteering for something at the kids school, studying for women's development program, talking on the phone to another mom that's struggling through adoption, getting the stains out of a kids' school uniform, and talking to your husband about how HIS day was… Dang, girl. Moms are amazing. And I don't know how you do it. You deserve every glass of wine, every girls night out, and every monday night that we have for date-night… Actually you deserve much more. I'm sorry.
That is awesome!!!!!!
O – to the M – G! This is hysterical, inspirational, and oh, so moving! You guys have the CUTEST family! Love the honesty and humor. Keep it up! 😉
Aaron, so sorry you were so sick but this is so funny and so true. Also, so good that you have gained such wisdom and appreciation for your bride and all that she does.
Aaron, so sorry you were so sick but this is so funny and so true. Also, so good that you have gained such wisdom and appreciation for your bride and all that she does!
Thank you, thank you, thank you. It might as well have been my husband!
There truly are NO words!! Nailed it!
Hilarious. I love the “Eastern math” bit. I guess I only have 16 kids, but it’s enough. 🙂
OMG, Aaron. I am DYING laughing. Seriously. The Eastern math is the funniest. “I’m sorry. I had no idea we had so many freaking kids.” This is hilarious.
This is hilarious! So glad you took the time to write this out.
What a sweet read! I never read blogs as they really bore me, but glad I felt lead to read this one. Hate it that you were sick, but love it that you notice all these things a mom does! It was encouraging to know I am not the only mom running crazy! I get tired, and stressed, but would not trade this time with my girls with anything! It was fun to read! Now, I’ve gotta go…I hear screaming and crying downstairs! 😉
This is awesome!!! I’m making my hubby read it 🙂