This was a three-day weekend for all four of us. Amit, having recently lost his job, was more-or-less on paid vacation (he hasn’t been given notice yet, just told that he doesn’t have a role anymore). The kids and I had a holiday on Friday for Moharram. Great.
But I had an assignment to write. I’d worked on it only last weekend on Saturday, so it wasn’t in great shape yet. I was hoping to get it 90% completed this weekend, so that I could do the remaining 10% next week – mainly proofing it and checking references – and send it off before Christmas Eve.
Amit had his own “stuff” to do and could absolutely not be relied upon to keep the kids busy the whole day. Besides, he said he would go to office for an hour or two in the morning, anyway.
So, we decided to pack the kids off to daycare like we do on most school holidays.
Amit went for tennis in the morning and got back at 8.30, by which time the kids were breakfasted, dressed, and ready to roll. Then, to my immense irritation, he spent two whole hours dawdling around at home and it was 11 before I managed to chase the three of them out of the front door and get down to work.
By noon, Amit was back! He wasn’t going to go to office and he wasn’t going to do “stuff”. As it turned out, he took a nap before lunch, had ordered-in chicken biryani for lunch with me, kept out of my way for an hour after lunch, and then we strolled out for a cup of coffee at the local Coffee Day. At 4.30 he left to pick up the kids from daycare.
For practically the first time ever, we spent an afternoon together, had lunch at home together, had coffee in a cafe together, talked without a thousand interruptions from the kids… and all on a weekday!
I don’t know what kind of a mother I am for sending my (much longed-for) babies off to daycare just so I can spend an afternoon at home with their father… or what kind of parents we both are for sending the kids to daycare when we both are home all day… but they got to play/eat/sleep with their friends (and attend dance class), so they were happy; Amit got to laze around the house all day and take two round trips by bus, so he was happy; and I got a bit of my assignment written, so I was happy. What could be better than that?