Where have I been you ask….omg, I told you all my husband was traveling and would be gone for 10 days. I have been running around like a chicken with her head cut off. I thought I would get so much done while he was gone. I don’t know where my brain was or what I was thinking, but I haven’t been able to get anything at all done.
For the past three days I have been feeling sick. My stomach is sour. It is so hot and humid, that just breathing makes me sweat. I have a/c, and it doesn’t help at all. Yes the house is cool, when I walk outside and walk back in I can feel the cold air, but once inside for just a couple of minutes and you don’t feel it anymore. The kids are ok, but I have to admit, that at this age, I could never ever be a single parent. It’s really really hard. I am used to my husband coming home from work, and helping out. Since last Friday I have been doing it alone. I deserve some kind of freaking medal or something. I am really amazed that I haven’t dropped dead. Mini Bug has been a holy terror, which I do feel bad for her, because she is too young to understand why her daddy isn’t home. She has taken several steps back in her potty training. I have to run the steam machine several times a day over my carpet, because she just pees on the carpet. I try to stay calm and cool, and in a soft gentle voice tell her, that she is a big girl now and big girls pee in the potty…she says ok, so sweetly, then an hour later, pees on the carpet again. It’s driving me up the wall, and the extra work of running that heavy steam machine isn’t helping either. Maybe we should tear the carpet out of the house and just have all tile. I dunno…but I can’t live in urine.
Mighty bug, bless his little soul is only 18 months old and doesn’t understand at all where his daddy is. Each time I pick him up from his nap, or in the morning when he wakes up, and I bring him out to the living room, his little neck is straining to look everywhere to see if he can see his daddy. He says da da da, several times a day, and I just give him big hugs and kisses and tickle him to distract him and change his thought. I am sure when daddy comes home on Saturday, the kids are going to be over the top happy. Mini Bug keeps saying in her sweet little innocent voice, “but mommy we lost daddy??” I laugh and say, no we didn’t lose him, hes not lost, he is visiting his mommy right now. She doesn’t get it.
Let me give you an example of how my days have been going. Today, I scrubbed the main bathroom from top to bottom. Spic and span clean, did this while they were napping for an hour. Mini Bug gets up, and goes into the bathroom. I think, wonderful, no pee on the floor. Shes in there for several minutes and I go in to check on her. She must of heard me coming, because when I tried to open the door, she was pushing back trying to stop me from opening it. Of course I gave a harder push and opened the door, only to find her standing there, no pants on, holding a nice blue crayon. She drew all over the counter top, all over the door, all over the walls where she could reach. She must be speedy gonzales because she wasn’t in there long enough to do the amount of damage that she did. I wanted to cry. I took the crayon off of her, helped her put her pants back on. Told her to go watch tv, and then started to scrub all over again.
It’s been long long very long days and even longer nights. I miss my husband. I didn’t think I would miss him as much as I do. I thought it would be like a vacation for me. I was wrong, it’s been no vacation, it’s been hard and a lot of work, and I do miss him very much.
I am thinking that I will call the bakery have a welcome home daddy cake made for him. I think he will like that.
For my friends that live over seas, if I forget, remind me to tell you how I have been able to talk to my husband every day using magic jack. It’s really neat and it does work. So, that’s what has been going on in my life. Too much reality!
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