The kids are asleep (finally) and the house looks like it was hit by a tornado. Literally. Not a thing is in its place. This has me asking… why the heck can’t I do it all? Why can’t I have everything spic and span when Ben’s out of town? I want to be that woman who carries on as though nothing had changed, but I’m not. I get sad and cranky and lonely and overwhelmed by the smallest things. I don’t sleep well because I have dreams that all sorts of silly things are marching to get me. I need him. There, I said it… but I do. He’s our glue. He makes everything work just by being around. He calms me down and makes me happy. He’s loud and crazy, and I often think COULD THESE BOYS JUST STOP, but I already miss the noise.
Today I’m thankin’ the good Lord above for people like my friend Joanne, who saved the day today just by being herself. We’ve got a long haul ahead of us before he gets home, but I’m determined to pick up the house tonight so I can start afresh tomorrow morning.
I better hop to it!
Kristy
Hey, I just emailed you but thought you could use some more encouragement! It sucks being the wife and mom who stays home during super long business trips (short ones too). Flat out sucks. When Ryan is gone my house is a mess, I’m an emotional mess (and the other kind cause please tell me when I’m supposed to shower?), and I miss the crazy man that keeps this family together…you took the words right out my mouth…the husband is the glue. Crazy men, we love them and it hurts when they are gone. So, have friends over, send the boys to friends, and remember that daddy always come home.
Love ya!
D
thanks for the encouragement D!