Every time I go somewhere with 1 or none of the kids and I’m asked where the others are I get “Oh poor dad” or “aren’t you lucky”. This happens at the doctors, at kinder, at the hairdressers etc etc etc. And it gets riiiiiiiiight up my nose. No one says “oh poor you” every morning when Thommo heads off to work. And I’m pretty sure there’s no one telling him how lucky he is to be out of the house without kids.
But why is it that others perceive it as lucky? What’s lucky about having a partner that does his part of the parent? He’s not a babysitter, he’s a P A R E N T. Part of being a parent involves occassionally looking after the kids on your own. And no, you don’t get awards for that, you just don’t.
This weekend “poor” Thommo is on sole parent duty. Early Saturday afternoon I’ll be heading to a Mum’s Only Sleepover at Big 4 Bellarine Peninsula. There will be shenanigans, alcohol, dancing and a massage Sunday morning before I head for home. And I will enjoy every minute of it knowing that the kids are being looked after by a very capable parent. Not a “poor dad” in sight.