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You are here: Home / Life After Divorce / Have I Become a “Disney” Dad… Mom?

Have I Become a “Disney” Dad… Mom?

May 21, 2019 by D. A. Wolf 6 Comments

I worry before my son comes to visit. I worry that I will be sleep-deprived, and then I won’t be fun. Or my back will be hurting terribly, and then I won’t be fun. Or his energy level — sooooo much more than my own these days — will have him chomping at the bit for an adventure or excursion that I can’t manage, and then… you got it… I won’t be fun.



Although I may not be able to jump for joy when he shows up at my front door, or keep up his pace when we explore a new neighborhood, or sit for hours in a café or theater (my bad back would scream), I want to be fun. I want his time with me, which is limited, to be fun for him.

As soon as I see him, I tsk-tsk myself for fretting. He works long hours. He’s not easily bored like his brother. He’s happy to chill. But…

Hoping to Please Our Adult Kids

The thing is, I realize just how badly I want my kiddo to enjoy his day with me when he gives up his (rare free) weekend to visit. I also realize that I do everything I can to “shelve” whatever physical pain I’m in and force a greater degree of activity when he’s here. This is more than putting on a public face when I’m out in the world; it’s a personalized version. And one I can only let down behind a closed door.

This is an old skill and a useful one, reliant on my chameleon side. And it’s about never wanting my kids to worry about me — something I have failed at in the past, and am working on improving until I’m irrevocably wrinkled and seriously decrepit.

But it’s more, this “fun” thing. When you don’t see the people you love most in the world — kids, grandkids, significant other or lover — when you’re living a weekend relationship (or less), you want your time together to be special. You cram all the good stuff you can into a condensed period. Invariably, you do this because the day-to-day interaction isn’t part of the picture.

And if you’re a people pleaser? That too is nudging you to maximize your time together any way you can.

The “Disney” Dad Phenomenon

Years ago, when I heard about the Disney Dad thing — the divorced dad who sees his kids every other weekend (or less) and does his best to show them a fun time — I got it. I witnessed it. I resented it.

My ex was living hundreds of miles away, he saw our boys every four to six weeks for a weekend, and he filled those visits with everything the kids loved to do — activities and outings and action, action, action.

Frankly, I was grateful for the break, if only two days and a night every now and then. I was grateful for sleep. I was grateful for silence.

I was also envious. He was the “fun” parent with disposable income. To me, it seemed like he breezed into town and the three of them would go to the movies, play tennis, eat junk food, hit Dave and Buster’s for the arcades, or Six Flags for the rides. He was at liberty to give out the “good stuff” and then leave.

Meanwhile, I was the disciplinarian, the nagger, the cranky chauffeur. I was the penny-pinching parent they pushed against, fought with, snarled at. I was short on patience, short on money, short on energy, and long on worries.

It wasn’t a competition, but it felt like it. And to me, I always came up the loser by comparison.

“Competition” Is Over

Strangely, I have a slightly different view these days. If it ever was a competition, it was probably in my head. I’m certain my ex missed the boys, he enjoyed most of those activities as much as they did, and he wanted to share good times with his sons.

When you don’t see your children very often, whatever the circumstances, isn’t it only natural to hope they’re thrilled to see you? To show them a wonderful time? To need to feel their love?

This isn’t to say that some Disney Dads – or for that matter Disney Moms – aren’t trying to buy their kids’ affection or lure their children away from the other parent. This wasn’t the case in my situation, but damaging games are routinely used during and after divorce, too often putting children squarely in the middle.

Despite resenting the “play time” that my ex could afford, both in terms of bucks and energy, I was grateful my boys were creating memories with their dad. But he was the Disney Dad in many ways, like so many other Disney Dads, partly due to the miles that separated our worlds.

And distance changes the dynamic in any relationship, parental or otherwise. Even if supplemented by technology — Skype, FaceTime — you sacrifice ordinary, often precious moments that create a shared history.

Putting on a Happy Face

So why do some of us go out of our way, even with those we’re closest to, to put on a positive face? To downplay our troubles? Why am I feeling like a Disney Dad when either of my sons come into town?

As I recover from overdoing it (yes, recently, that’s precisely what I did), I’m fully aware that I try my best to deliver a worry-free, relaxing experience. It isn’t always possible, but on my son’s latest visit, I think I succeeded. We talked, we walked, we ate, we laughed. What could be better than that?

Now, it wasn’t all fun and games; I was slammed by a pounding migraine for a solid eight hours, and he was pooped from a very long week. He snoozed while I communed with a dark room and a cold compress, but as the visit progressed, I was relieved to be able to give him “fun” me — or at least, pleasant me. Even if it came with a price tag in the days that followed… more Advil (sigh), more heating pad (sigh), and more babying the bothersome back.

What I’ve come to believe at the moment — for the Disney Dads and this Disney Dad mom — it’s about love, wanting to give love, and yes, wanting to be loved. It’s about missing a child whatever age he or she might be. And of course, it’s about wanting to add to that child’s store of good memories, especially as we grow older.

I welcome your thoughts.



 

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Comments

  1. 1010ParkPlace says

    May 21, 2019 at 12:39 pm

    It’s an overused term… quality time… but probably for a reason. Kids instinctually know why Disney Dads pull out all the stops. They also.. especially now that they’re older… need quality time with you. The rock solid parent who disciplined them and they know they can count on to keep them pointed in the right direction. That’s the mom they will always love and need. xoxox, B

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    • D. A. Wolf says

      May 21, 2019 at 1:03 pm

      Thank you. I do struggle with this one. And of course all the things I wish I had (or could have) done differently.

      Reply
  2. Madge says

    May 21, 2019 at 1:03 pm

    Time to give up this notion. As you get older the time becomes more precious in just hanging out, making their favorite meal. When my away son comes home, he spends time visiting his friends and we plan one meal together. We both do our own thing. Mine are way grown so I don’t think I have to entertain them. One lives down the street with his family and when they call for me to drive a grandkid somewhere or like last night when I sat at a baseball game for hours, that is enough for me. They have their lives and I have mine. Family events come and go and we all get together then.

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  3. Taste of France says

    May 21, 2019 at 2:27 pm

    I have a number of friends–exes, and thank goodness for that!–who are Disney Dads, so proud of the effort they put in once a month. Jerks. Glad I passed on procreating with them.
    I don’t think our kids want us to be fun. I was mortified every time my mother tried to be funny or wacky. Anytime I act the way I would with friends–singing along with the radio, for example, or cracking a joke–my kid gets upset, and it’s many times worse if we’re in public and exponentially catastrophic if one of my kid’s friends is around. Parents can only be a source of embarrassment or shame, and of the two, embarrassment is probably the lesser evil.
    Jill Abramson (ex-NYT editor) rather famously said that when your kids become teens you need to get a dog so at least somebody in the house is happy to see you. I think that eases somewhat when said children leave the nest and make their own.
    Anyway, enjoy your son and be in the moment. That’s what matters. I bet it’s a good painkiller, too.
    PS: I know you use clip art, and bravo to you for buying photos rather than doing like too many people and stealing them. That photo of the woman in the blue sweater is just perfect. So is the mask photo, but I love the crazed look in Blue Sweater’s blue eyes.

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    • D. A. Wolf says

      May 21, 2019 at 5:55 pm

      Having had one of those (incredibly) embarrassing mothers, I take your point! And I hope (hope hope hope) that I don’t approach that degree of attempting to be “fun.” (Things change when they’re no longer teens, thankfully. They start to think we’re semi-normal again.)

      Thank you for that PS, by the way. And glad you appreciated Blue Sweater! 🙂 Image sourcing is time-consuming and yes, an expense. But I feel strongly about not absconding with (stealing) other people’s images.

      Reply
  4. LA CONTESSA says

    May 22, 2019 at 7:55 pm

    ARE YOU DRINKING HALF YOUR WEIGHT IN OUNCES IN WATER? I was recently told that is the amount of water we should drink!For the last month I have been trying to drink that much a day.I start at the kitchen sink and drink 24 ounces of water before coffee! AMAZED that is does NOT go right through me!!!
    Means I’m DEHYDRATED NO? Well, you know I have been having a problem for three years now maybe longer and I am DOING MUCH BETTER!!!!!! Episodes are not coming as frequent and vision loss is much shorter!!!!!! TRY IT…..also if you have a FITBIT its on there too so you can keep track!
    I heard another story today of a man who had terrible headaches daily!! He works for a landscape company!HE WAS DEHYDRATED!!!!NO MORE HEADACHES….. PLEASE TRY THIS FOR TWO WEEKS AND JUST SEE WHAT HAPPENS…… as to your SONS VISIT!!! FABULOUS!!!
    WE LOVE OUR BOYS!!!
    XX

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