I’ve been a bit distracted lately. I’ll readily admit that. I’ve kind of had my hands full. When we returned home from Paris, I knew we had another work related trip a little less than two months later. The time away made me really not want to travel again, so I opted to stay home instead with my son instead of going to Las Vegas. Some people might think that’s crazy, but I really didn’t want to leave him again, and be away from him. Besides, the day we would have left would have been my birthday and I really didn’t want to do that.
So instead, I’ve been home with my son on my own since Sunday. Things haven’t been easy at times, but we’re managing. I’m happier that we’re keeping his schedule, and having some kiddo time to myself. But it’s been hard too. I’m definitely worn a bit thin and my nerves are frayed.
My husband comes home tonight, and I’m relieved because I really need an extra set of hands. Plus it’s pretty obvious how much my son misses him. He’s been calling for him around the house and it breaks my heart to tell him that daddy’s not around right now. But that changes tonight and I’m so excited to see the look on their faces.