After a few crazy weeks jammed with piano recitals, Christmas
shopping, and thrice-weekly swim practices, I was spent. I looked
to my husband in a state of complete and utter exhaustion and
"Can we please get a Sister-Wife?"
As though it was that easy. Simply add one to my cart with Free
Super-Saving Shipping and I'd have her in five to eight days.
My husband, as always, was the voice of reason:
"Do you really think I need TWO of you in my life??"
There are so many moments where having an extra pair of hands
around would be invaluable. Someone to assist with music practice,
carpool, and homework. Someone who could throw in the inaugural
load of laundry at 6 a.m. How happy my entire family would be to
live with a woman who could actually cook!
"You want Alice, don't you?" questioned a friend as she listened
to my gripes.
"You know, from the Brady Bunch. Carol Brady's Sister-Wife. She
was always there hanging out, handling whatever needed to be done.
You remember her, right? "
"I thought Alice was the housekeeper? Didn't they make her wear
a uniform and everything?"
"That was just to throw the television censors off the scent.
Alice was totally a Sister-Wife."
My friend said it with such authority, I didn't dare
It is hard for me to cast blame on anyone but myself for the
horribly overscheduled corner I have painted us all into. In a fit
of manic ambition last September, I doubled down on everything from
chess to music, adding a whole "ensemble" component to our weekly
lives. I convinced myself that it was crucial for my sons to learn
to play in an orchestra before it was too late. Because isn't that
what all 7 and 8 year olds need to do?
Joe tried to talk me down and convince me I was being a bit
Like that's ever worked before.
I'm finally starting to come around. A wise former co-worker who
raised five terrific sons once told me that the key to bringing up
good kids is to keep them busy. Yet when even HE began rolling his
eyes and muttering things like "nuts" and "needs medication," I
knew I had finally gone too far.
So I'm easing up. Ensemble classes are getting dropped. I'm
skipping winter chess. Life will be better this way.
But if anyone does decide to go on Amazon in search of that
perfect Sister-Wife, be sure to check out my new book
Epic Mom: Failing Every Day a Little Bit More Than You, which
is out this week (and has been hovering in the Top 25 for "Hot New
Releases" in the Parenting & Family category). You'll get free
shipping with the purchase of just about anything else with a Free
Super-Saving Shipping designation, including this awesome
Alice and Sam salt and pepper shaker. I do believe Sam is
holding a ham.
Marianne is mother of three sons and the wife of a southside Irish fireman. She has learned that sometimes you're just too dumb to know what makes you happy. She blogs regularly at We Band of Mothers (webandofmothers.com) and curses with even greater frequency. Her material is written for the imperfect, the imprudent, and the impatient mothers who know that all this stuff is really very funny if you just give it a minute.
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