Every morning, DH goes to work at 230 am. DS and I get up at 6 am, and I get both of us ready for our days, drop him off at daycare, then head to work. DH picks him up at noon and plays with him/naps with him until I get home at 5 pm.
This arrangement is great, except that I'm starting to feel like the a**hole parent. DS doesn't cry when I drop him off, but he cries when I wrestle him into his snowsuit in the morning, he cries during the drive to daycare, he fusses a little while I am trying to dress myself and pack up his breastmilk and cloth diapers for daycare, he fusses while I try to feed myself breakfast. There's not a lot of time for playing and cuddling in the morning, though I do try to smile and talk to him a lot while we're trying to get out of the house.
DH gets the "yay you're here to pick me up!" smiles, and gets tons of playtime with DS everyday.
Sometimes I feel like my kid is going to grow up remembering me as the parent associated with everything un-fun, and DH associated with everything awesome.
Anyone else the drop-off parent who feels like he/she does all the un-fun stuff?
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