Add to this the fact that the grandparents, great-grandparents and all of the aunts and uncles live in town. Now add the fact that each individual family member thinks that if they don't see the baby at least twice a week they aren't getting their fair share. And for the final piece of the puzzle-- almost everyone has reasons to be downtown (AKA very close to our house) on a daily basis. They either live near here or work near here.
The end result?-- The infamous drop by. Sometimes it's completely unannounced. (Which drives me mental) Most of the time I get a 20-30 minute warning. On a good day I get notified the day before. I love my family and sometimes I'm thrilled to see them. I have written before how much help my mom has been in terms of letting me get things done around the house. Other times however, it is a different story. I don't think everyone quite understands that just because I am home 90% of the time that it means that I'm always open for business. My time seems to be divided equally between feeding him, playing with him and running around like a mad woman doing chores while he's napping.
Oh to heck with it. I was trying not to make this entry sound too crabby but I guess it's too late. A lot of the time they want to stop by after work. (after 5 pm) I seem to be showering in the evenings these days which means that by the time they make it over I am wearing my PJs and my hair is a disaster. They might be family, but I don't want them to see me looking disheveled all the time. I've tried to be the gracious host and hate to withhold the baby from the fam, but I think I need to get into bitch mode to get the message across.... Or maybe just park down the street, turn the lights out and pretend not to be home. That seems like the easier option. :)
2 comments:
That's rough, but I think you're right. You're going to have to put your foot down. Good luck with that! ha ha ;)
That's hard, Anna. Maybe you could tell them specific times when you're available?
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