This week I have been flying solo. My husband has been in the UK on business…
We’ve had an interesting week, the boys have (on the whole!) behaved. Friends have helped out (it would have to be the 7yo’s school concert this week, wouldn’t it?!) and we’ve made it through the week largely unscathed; unless you count the double ear infection that the wee girl woke up with yesterday… Could have done without that :(
I’m tired and we all miss daddy.
On the one hand, I quietly dread my husband going away on business; I’m sure it was just as hard for him when I used to travel quite a bit (except, I know it wasn’t as he seems to breeze through extended time alone with the kids, but then he does tend to ignore the domestic stuff!).
On the other hand though, I find that once he’s away, it’s fine. We miss him (he reads this, so I have to say that… and of course we do sweetheart *big kiss*!) and it is exhausting, but it’s okay.
The first and last days are the hardest. The rest, well; I have my routine, I stick to it and I don’t add in unnecessary trips/outings/activities/tasks! I just keep it simple and get the kids to bed as early as possible… even if bribery is required! And then I collapse :)
The house is generally tidier (just saying…) and I can watch TV with vampires in it without enduring that look.
All that aside though, I do find it stressful. It’s exhausting being alone, I have so much respect for those who do it alone all the time. No five minute break to just take a breath; no second opinion when the wee girl tells me my ear is ouch; no one to watch the kids while I nip to the pharmacy for antibiotics; no one to share the lifting and carrying (my back is killing me!); no one to chat to once the kids are finally in bed, to tell you it’s all okay after a crappy day. No one to share the responsibility, the discipline, the tears and, of course, the laughter.
I am on countdown to Saturday afternoon…!
How do you manage when one of you travels?