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Thursday, October 11, 2012

If only I had time to cook...too


“I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see.” ~John Burroughs



Life has become quite a challenge lately...I remember before I had kids, I thought I had somewhat of a stressful life. I had just moved from Puerto Rico to NY and I immediately found out that living here, life was just hectic and extremely fast paced to what I was accustomed to. Now, fast forward to being married with kids and a full time employee I look back and say "Damn, I had it good".

Today, I find myself wondering how do women manage to work 40+ hours a week, be stuck in traffic 2+ hours a day. Go to the gym (loose the baby weight), go home to homework, prepare lunch bags for the next day, give bath to all 3 little ones and then COOK? Really, how come they have time to do it and I'm here complaining...

My husband has been doing a lot of hinting that he would like a home cooked meal and of course lunch for the next day prepared every night. I wouldn't mind cooking more often but if I do that means that there will never be time to relax or unwind or that my bed time would be some time after 1am...am I being selfish? 

I look at the kitchen with such a discouragement lately. I don't mind cooking on the weekend while I wash 10+ loads of laundry, clean the house, take care of bratty-crying-whining kids...but ughhh I'm just not motivated during the week after doing my nightly routine when I come home from work. 

Oh and did I say I rarely go to the gym just so I can maybe get home earlier or shop for anything that's needed for a special homework assignment?...

I wonder if I will ever be with these group of ladies...Mrs. Mj Crocker

2 comments:

  1. Why shoudl you cook when you get home from work? If you both work then he can cook too!

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  2. He already does which I'm thankful for, but he would like to eat my cooking...so he says. I just think it's the Latino Macho Caveman behavior, wanting the woman to do everything. Which unfortunately for him, I can't do. I might be Superwoman but the kitchen so far has been my Kryptonite.

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