How do I love thee? Let me count the ways...
So Shawn's been gone since Thursday morning, driving father in law to Buffalo (they arrived there safely yesterday - hooray!). I've hung in there with the boys. I've done my best. The tantrums seem a bit louder and a bit longer. The bedtime seems more tedious than usual. Meals are bland and usually involve vast quantities of cheese and past. As I said, I've done my best . But I'm done. D.O.N.E. Done. I know I'm with these two (darling) boys every day all day long but I so look forward to a little reprieve in the evenings when Shawn gets home. And weekends are so our time to be a family...and again, for me to get a little reprieve. I'm on day four. He gets home Wednesday. Deep breaths.
I cracked yesterday -- called my mom and begged her to come up a day early. I was on my last straw with my almost four year old and my 18 month old is getting a cold so he's been waking at night the past few nights. I was close to tears when I rang Mom, I admit it. She was due to arrive tomorrow and be with us for two weeks. But she very kindly agreed to coming up today, a day early. I really need it. She won't arrive until late this evening but I'll shouting from the roof tops when she arrives!
I don't know how single moms (or dads) do it. Or moms whose hubbies travel a lot (I have a few friends who's hubbies travel and those amazing women are my heroes after this week). Especially those who have young children who are with them all day and all night. God love 'em. It's not a job I want to take on by myself. That's for certain.
How can two children, both under 4 feet tall and under 4 years of age, drive me this nutso? I dunno, but they've done it. I can hardly wait until Mom drives up my driveway this evening. And if this little adventure has taught me anything it is to appreciate my hubby even more than hopefully I already do. There are already too many ways for me to count how much I love my hubby. But now I can add a few more to the list.