This week I am participating in what appears to be a right of passage for stay at home dads: the research study.
Really- at least two or three times a year those of us who are openly stay at home dads are asked to answer questions or somehow participate in someone’s research project. I willingly participate- I mean, what else am I doing other than keeping a two year old entertained and alive?? The least I can do is participate in your research.
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This most recent study is a little bit more in depth than what I’m used to. This involves details about what I do each day.
And I mean D E T A I L S.
For a full seven days I have to break every waking hour of my day down into 15 minute intervals. I don’t know if you’ve ever tried to really analyze what you do and who you’re doing it with every 15 minutes, but you’d be surprised at what you see. Or maybe not.
- 7:00 AM: Wondered, “Why won’t you sleep in just ONE day??”
- 8:15 AM: Said “Don’t touch that part of the doggy” three times and "Don't lick the dog" twice.
- 8:30 AM: Washed daughter’s hands, started breakfast
- 9:00 AM: Cleaned breakfast off of floor. Prepared second breakfast of the day. Said “stop kicking at the dog” five times.
- 10:00 AM: Wash dishes.
- 10:15 AM: Realized reason for headache is lack of caffeine, how could I have forgotten to make coffee again?!? Oh, and what was I going to eat for breakfast?
- 10:30 AM: Said, “OK, please help me put your jacket on, we can’t leave without a jacket on” 10 times. Said, “Stop messing with the dog” five more times, just for good measure.
- 10:45 AM: Look frantically for keys. Said, “No! Do not take your jacket off” ten times. Find keys, look frantically for wallet.
- 11:00 AM: Find wallet, get daughter in car seat, only to be told she needs a “lovey” to ride with. Pull daughter out of seat and back inside to look for just the right lovey to ride with as all of the loveys in the car that were simply terrific yesterday have lost their charm
- 11:30 AM: Show up late for music class
- 12:30 PM: Help daughter eat peanut butter and jelly for the third lunch in a row
- 12:45 PM: Said, “No, you can’t have a cookie, how about some fruit?” five times. Eat peanut butter and jelly crusts myself as I still have yet to eat breakfast or lunch
- 1:30 PM: Read stories, get daughter ready for nap
- 1:45 PM – 2:30 PM: Hear “I ready to get out!!” 125 times on baby monitor…
And it goes on and on, as you well know. Why this stuff is interesting to researchers I’ll never know. Is it really all that different for moms?
At least the modern counterparts to the late Crocodile Hunter haven’t jumped on the SAHD analysis bandwagon. It would be hard to complete a bath time if someone were to burst through the door, grab me, point my pale belly at a camera, and shout, “LOOK at him- isn’t he a BEAUT??? CRIKEY!!”
Then again, that would be something worth researching.