Men
Sometimes when I talk with men about Mothers Need Time-Outs, Too, they get this glazed look in their eyes that tells me they’re trying very, very hard to bite their tongues, but what they’d really like to do is tell me where to stuff my theories.
Every now and then one of them will venture to say, “Oh, really? You guys need time outs, huh?”
This is an accusation. The tone is incredulous. The words hold all sorts of added, hidden meanings, such as are you kidding me?
Of course, I totally understand where they’re coming from. They’re tired of hearing their wives complain about having to do so much of the housework, having no time to themselves, being under appreciated, being bored, having headaches, working too hard, having their every dream compromised… bla, bla, bla, bla. This complaining falls on deaf ears, because they just don’t get it. I’m not really sure they’ll ever get it.
I’m not even sure we have a right to expect them to get it. Or do we?
More on this tomorrow…