John's out of town on business again, and this time, no tears were to be had. Just a simple, "See ya Friday!" and a kiss. Guess last time's sob fest was more about post partum blues than gooey sentimentality and missing my husband. Oh well.
Since John's out of town the next three days and I'm parenting solo, I thought I'd go ahead and take a half day off today. Half day in that I sent half my kids to Grandmas house and I only have the baby until tomorrow morning. Alex was thrilled to be going to Grandma Babs' house "with the puppies!". She's going to take him to see Kung Fu Panda this afternoon. He'll have a ball.
Having just the baby really feels like a break. Babies are EASY! He eats, he poops, then eats and poops... He can be fussy, but it's infinately easier to deal with his fussing when I'm not also trying to take care of Alex. Besides, with Max, my boobs are the answer to almost any problem. Hungry? Boob. Tired? Boob. Scared? Boob. Just plain cranky? Boob. Worried about the economy? Boob.
So, today I'm just going to lounge around my house topless, which if I were better looking would be great for our neighbors who have a direct view into our living room. Since PHM is still in the early stages, I suspect they'll be diverting their eyes and blacking out their windows. Tomorow I'm going to give the gym another try, and maybe afterwards take the boys somewhere fun, then hopefully get Alex to go to bed early so I can watch Obama's speech at the DNC. If the gym is successful tomorrow, I'll give it another go on Friday and maybe we'll go to a petting zoo before we have to pick Daddy up at the airport.
Since John's new job will be requiring quite a bit more travel than we're used to, I'm glad I'm not feeling that "OH GOD, Don't leave me alone with them!" panic attack anymore. Since the boys and I managed just fine while John was gone a few weeks ago, I know we'll do just fine this time, and every time he'll have to go (which will probably be about once a month or so). I think it just goes to show I'm getting more comfortable as a mom of two these days.
The first time on your own with 2 kids had to have been scary. Yes hormones will get you every time. But see even though it is overwhelming...we all have faith in you.
ReplyDeleteI can't imagine how my mom raised Pam and me alone full time. She did have my grandparents for a little help though. And from what I can remember and the lovely retold stories, I think I was A LOT like a Dillier child.