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14 April 2012 @ 12:18 pm
Confessions of a sick cool aunt.  
So, Zach's just turned seven (inorite), and as a treat I said he could stay over a night earlier than our usual arrangement, so he's been here since Thursday night. He'll be leaving in about 15 minutes.

You know that awkward moment when even though you love the little snot to death you find yourself counting down the minutes until he's gone? I have that today.

To be fair, I don't usually have this feeling, but I've been fighting the deaded lurgy for the last 5 days, and basically I just wanna sleep or chillax and do my own thing. To a certain extent I can do that anyway, but Zach's now entered that phase where he Never. Stops. Talking. He even talks in his sleep FFS :p. For someone who is mostly solitary, and has to deal with enough concentration issues as it is, the constant barrage of 'noise' isn't pleasant. I guess I haven't wanted to engage as much as I usually do with him. Again, blame the lurgy.

Aaaaanywho. His uncles are abducting him to do something fun this afternoon. Not entirely sure what. Maybe bowling, I dunno. Hopefully not teaching him to play poker, lol. That can wait til he's eight.
 
 
 
ravenskyewalkerravenskyewalker on April 15th, 2012 05:27 am (UTC)
I understand that fieeling entirely -- loving a kid, but counting down the minutes until he's gone. I've felt that way about my nephew and niece, especially when they came with my sister and me to Yosemite years ago. Andrew felt the need to compete with me when we hiked, and I was in no way interested -- I just wanted to walk and enjoy being where I was! Just maddening...
Charity Farrell: Wonka hugsrembrandt13 on April 16th, 2012 05:59 am (UTC)
I think some people are cut out to be parents, & others are cut out to be hella cool aunts & uncles. I'd say that you, I & Sarah fall into the latter category. :) It's one reason why I don't see my great-niece & great-nephew (!!) that much--they're so incredibly needy for attention that for someone like me--who also leads a fairly solitary existence--that can get overwhelming after a while.

But they're kids, & that's what kids do. I think the main thing is not to feel guilty if you're not able to put up with 'em for long periods of time; you're entitled to have needs of your own, after all. My main trouble is negotiating that tricky line between having fun without letting them directly disobey their mom--like the last time I was there & they dogpiled me when they were supposed to be leaving me alone to take a nap. I loved it & didn't mind at all, except I knew Shannon had told them to leave me alone, & sure enough, when she came in there & found them with me, she was pissed. She made them leave & then I got my nap, though, so no harm, no foul, IMO. :)

PS: My dad talks in his sleep too. I'm always curious about who he's having a conversation with, but if I woke him up to ask, that would be more trouble than it's worth, since he now can't understand anything I say to him in the dark, even if I repeat it endlessly at a screechy volume. (This is why I've given up saying goodnight to him if he's already in bed. I already have to shout at him enough during the daytime.)