On our own...

This has been an interesting week to say the least. One week ago an important member of our family left for another business trip. We survived last week, but man, I overschedule majorly! I was absolutely exhausted by Thursday morning and it was not my proudest mommy moment. I hate those. Thankfully I had a lovely morning with a new friend and all was well by the time Dave made it home. Delanah was just too adorable when Dave pulled into the driveway; ran out to the car, arms outstretched yelling "Dada, Dada!" It brought tears to my eyes, she missed him SO much.

We had him home for about 22 hours before he left on his next trip. Had to wake the wee one from her nap so she could say bye. We had a chance to talk before he left and he asked if I was okay. Am I okay? That's a hard question to answer. If I was on my own? Sure, I'll miss him, but I know I'll be fine. When she was younger, sure, it was hard, but we managed. Now......I just don't know. She knows he's gone. One of the first things out of her mouth this morning was "Where's Daddy?" Talk about breaking my heart when I had to tell her that he was working. I hate that she misses him so much and that the one thing that she really wants and needs is the one thing I can't give her. So am I okay? Not really. I'm Mommy, I'm supposed to make everything better and I can't.

So.....I get to make things really fun for her. Did you know that you could get a toddler really excited about cleaning cupboards? It's awesome!!! This morning we dismantled her crib, she was the best little helper, rearranged her room and vacuumed and straightened up upstairs. Productive, made it fun for her and not once did she ask about Daddy. Now if I can just figure out the rest of the week....