No. This post is NOT about Valentine's Day. HA, far from it.
Warning - this post is a little whiney but I feel justified. *
So...we are just finishing up Day 2 of this weekend which just so happens to be Day 2 out of 14 in a row that we will have Adam home. He traveled this past week M-F and didn't get home until 11pm Friday night where I was faithfully snoring on the couch when he got home. We had a really nice weekend - all 4 of us together the entire 48ish hours...and then tomorrow he leaves again but this time it's for SEVEN days instead of our usual 5. Let me explain.
First off, we knew this was going to be our life when Adam accepted the sales position his employer offered him over 4 years ago. I get that. But after last week's travel, he's got another week of it coming up, M-F, and then it just so happens that a weekend man golf trip to WI Dells was moved up a weekend (he had carefully scheduled traveling to NOT piggy back on this weekend, one of which I wasn't super thrilled about to begin with) so BAM. We are 7 days daddy-less with a 9 month old and an almost 3 y/o (who is every bit testing right now and it's super).
Last week, I worked really hard to make it happen and the girls and I had a really good week as far as one can expect a single-parenting week of 2 to go. This week? Hmm. I'm not looking forward to it AT all and am doing my best while enjoying my glass of Spatlese to turn around my line of thinking and get these girlies on track for a second awesome-pants-we're-going-to-rock-this-shit week I-can-do-it-all. We'll be fine. It's just that we don't LIKE to go that long without him and with him traveling last week too, it's just a bit of a bummer. Especially since he will be having all the fun and not dealing with diapers and barf/spit up and almost 3y/o sass and the like.
Onward to bigger and brighter things since that's what's going to help me this week while we are rocking the pants off of all things toddler/baby - THANK GOD FOR MY IN-LAWS, Al & Sherri, as they will be here to rescue me from my sanity by 5:30pm (and not a minute later, mind you) ;-) on Friday to help out for the weekend. We always enjoy their visits but I must say that this visit is one that I'm especially thankful for (much like the Vegas visit...very much like that) as A) the girls love to spend time with them and B) I could take off all day Saturday and they wouldn't bat an eye and the whole time the girls would be in excellent hands (being gone that long won't happen b/c I love to spend time with them too, but the fact that it CAN happen is key here).
Another bright spot - I'm so very thankful that it's not ME being gone for 7 days. Of course you want to know why, don't you? What? You're not sitting on the edge of your SEAT waiting for me to TELL you!?!? HA. Well, I'm thankful it's not me b/c I couldn't handle it. I couldn't be gone that long and not be a blubbering mess by day...4. Ok, 3. No, I'd make it to 4 if I could Skype. And had 3 bottles of wine to occupy my time. And a lot of cash (shopping). Adam is used to being gone for travel/work and that's fine, but it's not me. He's going to be not so happy if he reads this b/c I'm posting a not-so-positive post (although, honey, I'm pretty sure I'm ending this post on sunshine and bubbles so you can't be too upset).
More sunshine and bubbles anyone? My wine is gone buuuuuuutttt....there's still one glass left in the bottom of the bottle in the fridge. No worries - I'm not wasted. I started that bottle early last week. ;-)
Adios, amigos. We shall see what transpires in the week to come while I battle through single parenting, planning a pirate party for October (well, 2, one in IA and one in WI), and being a better worker-bee.
*Disclaimer - I am VERY aware that there are many other families out there that have it way rougher than I do (ie. military families, families who work crazy shifts and might as well almost never see each other, etc.) and they deserve to whine about this subject 100 million times more than I do. However, I'm still going to whine in my wine a little before the night is done b/c it still sucks and sometimes I wish we were just a "normal" family who was boring and home staring at each other all the time so I could get some routine boring hobby and be "normal."
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