So far away
I was reading amalah.com’s post about going to a blogging conference in San Jose this weekend and it totally hit home. While I couldn’t be more excited to finally meet other bloggers and spread the word about motherblogger since I feel like I’ve been blogging in a vacuum until just about the other day I’m torn about leaving preschool and babyblogger home with nannyblogger. See when I got wind of the conference, I convinced Fatherblogger it was just the trip we needed—alone. We’d get uninterrupted sleep for THREE nights and yes uninterrupted sex. Fatherblogger and I haven’t been alone for a night since, um, 2002. So when he was hemming and hawing about whether he could take friday and monday to travel on a civil daytime flight, I said, take your time and decide, but just ask yourself, can you really wait till 2010 for another chance? But now that it’s three days away I feel badly about leaving them. Tonight I talked it up to preschoolblogger, telling him he was going to have nannyblogger all to his self this weekend and that they were going to do all sorts of amazing things: like go to the park, and get ice cream from the ice cream truck and go to the toy store. And he said, but I want you to come.
I know he’ll be fine, except that then I don’t. Nannyblogger is in her 60s she loves them but she seems tired. Babyblogger got a bad case of diaper rash because she just sort of forgot to change him on one of those 00 degree days. I think two kids are harder on her than she expected, or than I expected.
I mean I know they’ll live, but I’m just away so much. My 50 hour work week is hard on them, I know it is and I have to go to work on Tuesday. In the small town that Fatherblogger grew up in, if you haven’t lived there for your whole life you’re considered from away.And when I think about how much I’ve been leaving them lately I too feel like I’m the mother from away.
August 3rd, 2006 at 8:23 pm
Oh, big hugs to you. I know all about the tired nana stuff. I think my kids just wear her out.