Today is day 6 that I have been in NC on a business trip and away from my kids (Hubby came to visit over the weekend) and it is beginning to feel quite strange. I have certainly enjoyed my "freedom": being able to come "home" to my room that is exactly like I left it, to only be responsible for myself, the ability to go out with my coworkers anytime, hanging out with my really fun boss (truly she is someone I really enjoy hanging out with), etc. It's like being a single woman in the city!
However, it is so strange when I call home and can hear my "normal life" carrying on in the background without me. Molly and Abby playing Wii, Hubby making dinner, Zach chattering away. Not that I would expect anything less, it just seems strange. How can everything carry on so smoothly without me there? Shouldn't the kids be devastated and demanding that I come home? Shouldn't my husband be overwhelmed and asking me a million questions about where things are and how I do things? Not the case. They've already made plans for the weekend, Abby and Molly had their end of season "performances" at The Little Gym, Abby was named "Student of the Week", hubby says Zach has even started saying a few new words!
Don't get me wrong, I know my husband is quite capable of "holding down the fort" but they all just sound so "normal." I, of course, know they miss me as much as I miss them. My husband says Zach goes around the house looking for me saying, "Mommy". I am thankful that they are so secure in our home and our life that the absence of one parent for an extended time doesn't seem to effect them in any major way. I am also very thankful for the brief time they pause from the Wii to say "hi" and "when are you coming home" before returning to the game without me even answering their question! I truly can't wait to walk in the front door on Friday evening and hug and hold each and every one of them. I guess, although it is quite fun to get away, I am just a little homesick.
3 comments:
When our son was little, he would spend the night at my parents house every now and then. I would miss him SO much, even just the one day. I know how you feel!
I bet you can't wait to get home.
Ditto Doc. And I know they miss you at least as much as you miss them. I wish I were already living there so I could babysit the w- um - the kids.
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