Our dad, however, is not Sunday, but Saturday, but this does not change the essence. He tries to regularly visit, as he used to say, us, and now he says – a child. Perhaps I, of course, are picking on me, but something tells me that he comes to rest more in his usual way and have a good time.
What we have?
He arrives on Saturdays exactly for dinner after work, naturally tired. And each time comes with a guilty expression on his face. Naturally, we all sit down to lunch. In the end, the child is pleased to see us all together, especially for some kind of joint business, even if it is the absorption of food.
Thanks for that, after eating he always tries to wash the dishes, and then go for a walk with the child on the street. Always at the same time calling me with them. On the one hand, it seems to be just a perfect weekend dad, but on the other hand there are things that just kill me.
First, it is periodic calls and sms-ki mistress in the spirit Are you all right? In my opinion, if you came to a child whom you see only a few hours a week, and you can communicate with your mistress at least round the clock, is it really difficult to endure a couple of hours without her?
Secondly, he tells me the lion’s share of time about successes at work, plans for the future, difficulties, etc. Sometimes he asks for advice. The fact is that the workplace of his dreams I found for him, at one time I worked with him, helping. On the whole, all our joint work was done to make his dream come true.
I understand that he has no one else to consult on this topic, but this is all the time taken from the child. Yes, and I have no pleasure to give advice and rejoice in the development of what I helped to implement from scratch. Moreover, now instead of me there is a girl sitting in the place of honor who did not even dream about it.
Well, the third moment just kills me. I understand that he comes tired, and after eating he crushes it. But still, it annoys me terribly when he breaks out on our sofa once and reads a book from the phone, praising it, or even can doze off. So you want to embed a child’s slipper on the ear.
What did I want?
Maybe they say jealousy in me, not past resentment and anger, but it still seems to me that spending time with a child should be somehow different, especially if you see him 3-4 hours a week.
He begins to play with his daughter only when she starts to pester him, and if he gets bored, he finds a lot of excuses to finish the game. According to my observations, even grandfather spends time more productively with her when he comes to visit.
It seemed to me that dad should be more involved in communicating with the child, and not just recommending to me when and in which circles-sections she should be led. Or do I still want too much?