The hubby is currently out of town on a trip that keeps getting longer and longer each day NASA doesn’t send Discovery into space. I’ve written about the hubby’s love of space before and his attempts to see a shuttle launch as a bystander. Since then, however, he’s leveraged his space knowledge into an asset for his employer and is in Florida to cover his second space launch. I’m so proud of all that he’s done and is doing.
That being said, I’m really ready for him to be home. Especially at about 4pm when the witching hours begin and I realize that I don’t have a reprieve at 6pm like I usually do. Factor in a sick Pumpkin this week and planning Pumpkin’s second first birthday party (it’s complicated) and I’m simply exhausted. Having the hubby gone shows me just how much he does do around here.
It’s really easy for me to feel like I’m doing all the heavy lifting since I’m the one home all day with the boys. I manage the school stuff, handle the meals, do the grocery shopping, laundry, etc… But I’m truly lucky in that I have a hubby who handles breakfast every morning for the boys. He takes care of bath and bedtime, too, while I clean up dinner and pop in for a last nursing session and good night kisses. He’s always there for me when I need him and it’s been pretty lonely without him around to just be a presence in my day.
Plus, let’s face it, I really enjoy being able to sleep until 7:30 while he gets up with the kiddos. 6:05 just isn’t all that fun for me.
So, sweetie, in case I don’t tell you enough, thank you. Thank you for taking risks at work and showing our boys what hard work can accomplish. Thank you for all the you do here to keep me sane. Thank you for being a wonderful father. Thank you for all the little things you do to try to make my day easier.
Try to remember that when I complain about the “to file pile” when you get home. 🙂