Yesterday I found out the boy’s teacher told the nanny that the boy “needs to go to bed earlier.” This was an alarming comment and made me wonder, Is the boy falling asleep in class? OK, so I’m not big on rules or structure or things like bedtime, but I thought that since school started, we were actually doing a good job at getting the boy to bed at a reasonable hour. If the boy is asleep by or before 9:00 PM, it’s pretty much of a miracle. I honestly don’t know how parents get their kid(s) to sleep before then.*
Of course, I immediately went into a shame spiral about being a bad dad for not allowing my kid to get enough sleep. And then I started to resent all of the stupid things that I do, like housework, caring for pets, and going to the gym instead of making sure that my kid is sleeping. This made me hate housework and going to the gym even more, which made me want to stop doing housework and going to the gym altogether. (This entire sequence of thoughts raced through my head while I was on the treadmill at the gym. Yes, I appreciate the irony.)
* Thing is, I don’t think I waste time, and certainly I feel as if I’m constantly running to get things done. Here’s a typical daily schedule for me:
- 5:00 AM: Wake up, feed and walk dogs, feed cat, take out trash, pick up around the house, wash dishes, prep lunch for the boy, watch the news, check work e-mail and personal e-mail, check Tumblr.
- 7:30 AM: Commute to work, check work e-mail, read the paper.
- 8:30 AM to 5:30 PM: Work.
- 5:30 PM: Commute home, check work e-mail, read things I should have read at work.
- 6:30 PM: Get home, take care of pets, cook dinner, feed my family, do laundry, pick up around the house, watch the news, maybe play with the boy, if there’s time, OR, if it’s a gym day, then…
- 6:30 PM: Go to the gym.
- 8:00 PM: Wind down the kid, including bathtime.
- 8:30 PM: Bedtime for the kid, which usually takes until 9:00 PM or 9:30 PM.
- 9:30 PM: Catch up on some more work, check work e-mail, check Tumblr.
- 10:30 PM: Bedtime for the grownups, which usually takes until 11:00 PM.
I’m lucky if I see my son awake for two hours a day during the week, usually it’s much less. Maybe I’m not doing this parenting-slash-time-management thing correctly.
The boy didn’t eat his chicken nuggets from yesterday for lunch, but since I made a batch of them and I was too flummoxed this morning to make anything else, that’s what he’s having for lunch today.