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Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Single Mom for a Weekend

Scott is going out of town for the next five days. He's going to Chicago to have a reunion with friends from college, and watch some of the March Madness tournament.
Scott has had to travel a lot with his job and with our lifestyle, and when I think of him going out of town here's usually how it goes:
Before he leaves I think, "ooooohhh I can have some alone time!" The first night I put Emma to bed and snuggle down on the couch and watch something ridiculously girlie, drink a glass of sauvignon blanc, and fall asleep whenever I want. Diagonally. Across the bed.
Then I wake up in the morning, look at the clock, realize I have to make my own damn coffee, and think, "okay, you can come back now."
I didn't marry the guy because I don't like hannging out with him. He told me the other day that i was his 'best friend' and this may sound kind of lame, but I had never thought of him quite like that. It's true though, he is my best friend. I can hang out with him constantly for days on end and then when he goes to work I miss him within the hour. How is that possible?
My method for dealing with his being away is keeping myself as busy as possible. And sometimes slightly buzzed through the whole thing. I kid, I kid.
This is harder with a toddler with regular nap times and higher nutritional needs than I have. Never have needed to snack every two hours, but she does. But she also helps to keep me busy, don't have too much time to sit around and commiserate on how much I miss him when she's eating styrofoam peanuts. Styrofoam peanuts that I have no idea where she found them. Yesterday she was eating the stuffing from her basketball (she has her own little net too, and says 'dunk it') and tried to feed the stuffing to me. Thanks for the offer but I think I will pass.
So this next five days I have no idea how I will handle being on a single mom, I'm not sure how lonely I will get, or how much my back will hurt, or how I will feel when there's no one else to change this poopy diaper. Probably tired. My mother in law will provide much needed relief, by being someone else to talk to, and someone else to play with Emma.
If you think of me over the next few days give me a call, I might just be going nuts.

2 comments:

ThaiHoa said...

Oh, how I know how you feel. My husband goes away once a month for grad school. Then he does 4, 1 week long residencies. We have been friends since I was 19 so he literally is my best friend. I mean he loves to shop, loves chocolate, and chic flicks as much if not more than I do. I busy myself with family and friends, and of course my 13month old keeps me busy.

Hippie Rachel said...

sometimes, I'm surprised by how little our routine changes when my husband's not around. I love the new title! Cheers to you! love and peace--rachel