Education is tough, especially if you do not get enough support or help from your partner.
Educating children is a job, but unfortunately some parents do more work. The frustrated Celeste Erlach, mother of two, and the blogger behind The Ultimate Mom Challenge, so she decided to write to her
Her contribution has found so much response with other mothers that he was shared on the page "Stilling Mama Talk" and became viral.
And it's not hard to see why. Read the following Erlach message:
I. You need. More. Help
Last night was hard for you. I asked you to watch the baby so I can go to bed early. The baby was crying. Howl, really. I could have spent a good time with him, so I could get much-needed sleep. I do the latter.
They came into the room 20 minutes later, and the baby was still crying desperately. You are in the right, and you had a good time (19459014)
I wanted to scream at you. I wanted to start an epic fight right now. I had been watching the baby and toddler all day. I would wake up with the baby to feed him all night.
A few hours of precious sleep.
I know that we are watching our parents and we are growing up. Both mothers were the main caregivers and our fathers were relatively free hands. They were excellent fathers, but they were not expected to spend a lot of time changing diapers, feeding, caring for, and taking care of their children. Our mothers were the superwives who upheld the family dynamics. Cook, clean and raise children. Any help from dad was welcome, but unexpected.
My responsibility to feed the family, clean the house, and take care of the children is a prerequisite, even when I return to work. I also blame myself most of the time. I have the precedent that I can do it. And in truth I want. No offense, but I'm not sure I want to know what a week of life would look like.
I also see my friends and other mothers doing everything and doing well. I know, you see it too. If they can do it, why not?
I do not know.
Maybe our friends play the role in public and fight secretly. Maybe our mothers have not been remembered for years, they did not remember how hard it really was. Or maybe, and that's something I'm alone with everyday, I'm just not qualified for the job like everyone else. And I'll think about it, I'll say it: I need more help.
I mean, you help me. You are a fantastic dad and you have a great job with the kids. And besides, that should be easy, right? Maternal instincts, no?
But I am human and I run for five hours sleeping and tired to hell. I need you.
In the morning I need you so you can get ready to go to bed, I can take care of the baby and invite everyone to dinner and have a cup of coffee. And no, to do that does not mean it. It means making sure he'll potty, have breakfast for him if he wants water and packs his bag to school.
At night I need an hour to relax in bed our toddler is sleeping in his room and the baby is in her care. I know it's hard to hear the baby cry. Believe me, I know. But if I can watch the baby most of the day, you can do it for an hour or two at night. You're welcome. I need you.
At the weekend I need more breaks. Times when I come home alone and feel like an individual. Even if it's just a walk around the block or a trip to the grocery store. And on some days when I was there and it seems like I have everything under control, I need you to help me. Or suggest that I lie down during the childhood. Gold starts without clearing the dishes. I need you.
Lastly, I have to hear that you are grateful for everything I do. I want to know that you are ready for dinner. I would like to know that I would like to know more about it when I am at work. I hope you know what you are doing. As a mother, I'm supposed to be home all the time while you're on the road, and I'm sure it will be good to be home.
] I did not know how to do it, and I even hate to ask. I wish I could do it and make it look effortless. And I wish I did not need anything to do the things that most expect from a mother. But I wave a white flag and admit that I am only human. I'll tell you how much I need you, and if I continue like this, I'll break.
Because, let's be honest: you also need me.