Sorry, Partner, You Can’t Work Here

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My partner recently struck gold with a remote work opportunity. We were both thrilled at the thought of him working from home. Goodbye to the 45-minute commute! More family time in the mornings and evenings, plus the added bonus of Family Lunch Time! For a fleeting moment, it all seemed perfect. But as a stay-at-home parent to three little ones, I quickly realized that a “Home Office” just wouldn’t mesh well with our family dynamics.

Need to make a phone call, love? Good luck with that!

A significant part of my partner’s job revolves around being on the phone and chatting with clients. Trying to have a phone conversation with kids around? Impossible. I’ve been there. The moment the phone rings, it triggers a full-blown “I need attention!” response from my children. Forget about quiet! There’s just no way to soundproof our space or teach the kiddos to keep their voices down, so that plan is out the window.

Sorry, kids, Daddy can’t play right now.

My partner is the ultimate Fun Parent. When he comes home, he’s the Sword Master, the Superhero Wrestler, the Royal Tea Party Guest, the Wiffle Ball Pitcher, and the Fort Architect. Sure, I join in on the fun, but for some reason, it’s always more exciting when Dad’s around. I mean, I only brought you into this world, right? If he worked from home, it would be a full-time job for me to prevent the kids from barging into his workspace.

And no, he can’t “just watch the kids for a minute.”

There have been countless times when I’ve nearly broken down at the thought of running a simple errand. I’m not talking about the big ones—like grocery shopping or back-to-school hauls. I’m referring to those quick, in-and-out errands that used to be effortless. With kids in tow—diapers, snacks, potty breaks—it takes an hour to accomplish what used to take five minutes. If my partner were home, the phrase “Honey, I just need to drop this package off. Can you handle the kids?” would become my new mantra, and I’d probably start relishing my newfound freedom a bit too much. “Wow, I was in and out in three minutes! Oh, a coffee shop? Why not!”

And no, he can’t run out for that latte!

What’s the point of having two adults at home if one can’t step away to grab coffee for the team? There’s really no point.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

By the time my partner arrives home after a long day, I’m exhausted. I’ve spent the day meeting the emotional, physical, and social needs of our three little ones. I’ve given it my all, often neglecting my own needs—like eating or using the bathroom. On the other hand, he’s had a tough day at the office too.

Nothing beats that moment when I greet him at the door, baby in one arm and a cold drink in the other. I hand him the fussy child who’s been my shadow all day and cheerfully say, “Good luck!” as I head outside for some much-needed peace.

So, while I love the idea of him working from home, it just wouldn’t work for us. Sorry, babe—you can’t work here.

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In summary, the idea of working from home sounds appealing, but for our busy family life, it just wouldn’t be feasible. The chaos of three kids and the demands of a home office would turn the dream into a juggling act that might just tip over.