H just called me. He gets off work at 3:30, so picks up the kids and has until I get home after 5 to play and whatnot. OTOH, he leaves for work at 6:30, so I'm home to get them up, dressed, fed and to daycare in the mornings. Right now, they are on what DS is calling a 'tricycle adventure.' I can hear him laughing and H is talking about how much fun it is. There's not much I can do about our schedule, but I sure wish that sometimes I got to do the fun stuff and H had to do the stuff that causes all the temper tantrums.
When our kids were little I had your H's schedule and my H had your schedule. Actually I went in at 5:30 AM, got off at 1:30 PM. I'd get the kids from the sitter and in the summer, off to the pool we'd go. I still get off at 3 but the kids are grown and now I come home and cat yells at me for having left her.
I feel that way when my mom texts me photos of the kids playing during the day and I'm stuck at my stupid job that I hate. They're never going to be this small again and I feel like I'm missing it. Vent over.