This title. This picture. It sums up my life exactly. And it’s actually been like that for a long time now! It is practically impossible to have a conversation with someone when you have a baby and young boys. You can’t hear what the other person is saying because the children are playing/shouting loudly, and you can’t give that person 100% of your attention because you have to keep one eye on the kids. And more times than most you are either holding the baby, feeding them, or running around after them.
Then there is the promise of a phone call, but when is a good time? What’s good for you may not be good for the other person. You ring and leave them a message. They ring and leave you a message. And when you finally do get the chance to answer, you know it sounds like absolute bedlam in the background and you find yourself apologising for the craziness, and can only imagine what the other person is thinking.
I don’t know about you but when I’m on the phone my kids go beserk. They could be nice and quiet on their tablets or watching TV, and as soon as I pick up a phone they somehow hatch an evil plan. They run riot around the house, climb or swing on things they arent allowed on. Throw things. Drag each other by one leg around the floor. Spill everything they can get their hands on. Make a small flood in the bathroom. Stick stuff to the ceiling. Put underpants on thier heads. Then bump their heads off something. Shove toys where they aren’t supposed to and make me sound like a crazy person who repeatedly forgets what I’m saying to the other person because I’m yelling and freaking out! And this is only about 6 minutes in to the conversation.
Finally I have to say “look I’ll call ya back when it’s a better time”. Truth is, there is no better time. It is always the same the next time. Those of my friends with kids totally get it. Their kids are the same! Even my friends who don’t have kids get it. But still, it would be nice to have a lovely uninterrupted, intellegent, informative, interesting, funny, sad, comforting, friendly chat. Oh yes…that would be lovely!
And yes of course I could ring and do that when the kids are in bed I suppose, but to be honest, at that stage, after a long day, all I wanna do is curl up and relax and have me time. Watch TV with the hubby. Just relax and enjoy the quiet.
So that, my friends, is why I’m a texter not a talker! And it looks like it’s gonna be that way for a long time to come! So…I’ll call you back in 5 years ok!