I've grown to hate Sundays. You have the idea that it could be a wonderful family time. But very often it ends up exactly the opposite. As a working Mum Sundays are the day when uniform has to be washed, ironed, work clothes washed and ironed, food shopping done, house sorted, homework finished - all preparations for the week ahead.
When I see people wandering along the street with their children running happily alongside, or riding tehir bike or scooter , I feel a hatred come up inside me - why them? Who is doing their washing and ironing I wonder?
Today is worse, because I also have a feeling of dread. You know I have had Man Flu this week? Well, now my son has got it too. There is no way that he will be fit for school tomorrow.
So I have the dreaded phone call to make - I've just had a week of sick and I have to phone my boss to say I will probably need all next week off too because now my son is ill.
Working Mums go through such a lot. I am more worried about phoning in tomorrow morning than I am about my son being sick - and thats not good - that's an awful way to be....but it's how it is. And I am sure that there will be hundreds of Mums all over the country going through the same as me.
The woman I have to ring is an ogre at the best of times. Her children are grown up so there are no more sports days, nativity plays or chickenpox for her. But for those of us that are - it is a problem.
Working Mums work because they need the money - my workplace allows five days off with a child as paid - anything after that is unpaid -not many of us can afford this. So you end up bundling you child off to school when you know that they are not well.
The times I have wrapped my son up, coughing and spluttering and said "Now - if you feel poorly when you get to school, tell the teacher and they can send you home"
I sit at work waiting for the phone call and no-one phones. But if they do phone it is a relief - you want so much to be with your child but the ogre of a boss is standing in your way - even she cant complain when the school phones.
Aha - I have a plan.
Tomorrow morning I will take my son to my friends house and leave him there while I go to work for an hour - she can ring up and pretend to be the school - I will go and fetch him - what do you think of that then!!
Less guilt - I hope so - Im going to try it.............watch this space
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