Saying Goodbye

When he first suggested it back in March, I told him he was out of his mind.

“There’s no fucking way my kids are going to be gone for 6 weeks, Jared. Do you have any idea how long 6 weeks is?”

“But you said they could go visit my parents over the summer…”

“Yeah, I did. And I was thinking like a week. Maybe two.”

“Britt, it’s a 24 hour drive just to get them there. If they’re going to go through all that, it just makes sense for them to stay a while.”

I hemmed. I hawed. I reluctantly agreed.

And then I let the fantasy of SIX WEEKS WITH NO PARENTING RESPONSIBILITIES start creeping in. I planned weekend vacations. I arranged for friends to visit. I made mental lists of errands I would be able to run after work without the worry of making it to the daycare before close.

And then, 2 weeks before they were supposed to leave, a tornado wiped out Parkersburg. My in-laws lost everything, including the home my kids would have been staying in.

You could say I was a wee bit disappointed to have that fantasy taken away. But I made my peace with it, and got on with the business of raising two kids.

Oh sweet Jesus, I am going to miss that business.

A couple weeks ago, after talking to the kids on the phone for a few minutes, Jared’s parents decided that they needed to see the kids again before Devin went back to school. Even if that meant finding room for them in an already crowded house. Even if it meant driving roughly 11 hours to meet us in Nashville. Come hell or high water, they were determined to spend that time with them.

My parents and grandparents quickly jumped on board with the idea and so Friday night it was decided that we would drive up to Nashville on Saturday and hand over the kids to my dad. They were getting their summer vacation after all – three weeks in Iowa.

Three weeks.

I had been prepared to send them away for six.

I should be ecstatic, right? RIGHT?!?!

So why do I feel like someone just ripped my heart out of my chest?

Maybe it’s because from the minute I knew they’d be gone I became acutely aware of the sound of their voices in the house. Their mannerisms, their scent, the softness of their hair – I found myself taking note of all of it. I realized for the first time that Emma has started to say “no thank you” with a clarity that pierces me. I wondered when in the hell Devin began giving his sister piggy back rides and having elaborate conversations with me over dinner.

I wanted to cling to them. I did cling to them whenever they would let me. I soaked up the way each of them felt in my arms and tried to imagine what it would be like to go without that peace for more than a few days.

My body ached at the thought.

Jared assured me they would be fine. “And think of how much fun we’ll have!” I wanted to punch him and hug him all at the same time. A part of me yearned for long days with no one but my husband and moments with no one but myself.

It would be fun. They would be fine. They were lucky to get to have this time with their family back home. I was lucky to get a break that most mothers never experience. We would all be fine. Fine. It was fine. I was fine. Everyone would be fine. Fine.

I whispered it to myself over and over again as the car sped towards Nashville.

I repeated it silently through clenched teeth while we splashed in the hotel pool together Saturday night.

I said it aloud on Sunday morning as I repacked their suitcases and reminded them to call any time if they wanted to talk to Mommy while they were in Iowa.

I was thinking it still as I sat down on the edge of one of the double beds in the rundown hotel room and handed Jared the camera. “Guys, come sit by me quick and let Daddy take a picture.”

Emma crawled up into my lap and laid her head on my chest. Her voice was so soft and yet so clear.

“Mommy, I will miss you.”

I squeezed my eyes shut and bit my lip. Hard. I pulled her close to my chest so she wouldn’t see my face. I choked on the words, “I will miss you too, baby. I love you.”

And then I couldn’t hold it back anymore. My heart exploded in my chest and with it came the rush of emptiness and love I’d been fighting back. I sobbed silently into her hair and began to rock her back and forth in a desperate attempt to calm myself. I couldn’t do this. I couldn’t. I could not let them go. Not like this. Not for this long.

She started to cry.

“Mommy… mommy….” there was confusion and naked fear in her eyes when I faced her. I saw my own grief looking back at me and for a moment I thought it might swallow us both. And I wanted it to. I wanted it to envelope us and keep us together so she wouldn’t have to leave me like this.

“Mommy!” she wailed.

Her face was red and her eyes begged me for answers. “It’s OK baby, it’s OK.” I swallowed my heart. I wiped away my own tears first, and then hers. I forced myself to breathe as I looked in her eyes and promised her everything was fine.

“Mom, we gotta go!” Devin was standing in the open doorway, clearly annoyed with this whole scene. “We love you and stuff, OK?”

It made it easier to laugh as I pushed Emma’s hair out of her face.

“Ready baby?” No choking. No tears. No grimace. I put on the best God damned smile I’d ever worn in my life as I stepped back from her.

She leaped off the bed and ran towards the door. “Let’s go Papa! Let’s go!” and just like that, the moment was gone. And so were they.

Tomorrow I will sleep in a little later before I have to get myself ready for work. At 5 I will get off work and go… somewhere. Maybe I’ll get my nails done or wander around the mall. I’ll come home and eat whatever I want and do whatever it is one does when they are alone in their house with their husband.

Tomorrow, I will be fine.

But tonight… well… tonight I am still saying goodbye.

Saying Goodbye

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  1. avitable says:

    If you want, just so you can feel better, I’ll come home with you tonight and pull toys out of their rooms and shriek and run around and come to talk to you every time you get on the phone. And then you can bathe me.

  2. little_lj says:

    Aw. My mum still gets that look on her face when she says goodbye to me.. and I’m 23!

    It’s ok though because it means that she cares as a mother should do.. and that’s really what makes everything fine.


  3. Dave2 says:

    It’s a good thing you’re doing, Charlie Brown… both for you and for them. :wink:

  4. Amanda says:

    Oh my gosh, that picture is heartbreaking

  5. adena says:

    I think it’s harder when they’re Emma’s age.

    My daughter is 8, and she just spent a week away, and probably will spend another 2 or so, when I ship her off to Cali to spend some time w/ grandma. I miss her, but it’s not mind-numbing. Just quieter, and less arguments.

    Now Jack…he’s almost 3. If I had to part w/ him for that long, I’d be a basket-case. Maybe because he’s still at that age where I feel like I HAVE to be there to make sure he STAYS ALIVE (which is ridiculous, but whatever)…and because he still thinks I’m the greatest thing ever.

    My daughter is over that. She’s just all “Yeah…I’ll call you tomorrow, maybe….” 8 going on 30. But, not my boy. He’s still all cuddly and….dependent, I guess.

  6. mlydy says:

    I know how you feel. Every so often my wife and daughter go to Indiana to visit grandma and when they leave I break down and cry. Even though I enjoy having some time to myself while they are gone I would much prefer having them here with me.

    I need to remember to take time to love on my baby girl because all too soon she’ll be grown up and be gone from our site with her own family.

    Thanks for the reminder event thought you didn’t know you did it! :D

  7. Aw. *sniff*. Buck up Mama-Britt. You could always take Avitable up on his offer. :omg:

  8. Mindy says:

    It’s always the hardest the first time around. But when you know they are safe and having a good time you’ll feel better. Enjoy the time you have alone with Jared because that 3 weeks will be over before you know it! :hug:

  9. SJ says:

    Oh yeah, I remember those days. Yearning for time alone, then crying the whole weekend while Juli was with her dad.

    It’s good for you and them, though. It helps kids realize they are separate beings from Mommy, and can function without her. Pretty much, it teaches Mommy the same thing.

  10. OK, I could never, ever do it. Never had the opportunity to have a break like that, but I wouldn’t have been able to be away that long. As it is I dropped my daughter at college a year ago and sobbed for hours.

  11. Blue Streak says:

    oh man, that made me a little teary eyed, and I can´t relate at all cause I don´t have kids yet. I try to picture first wanting kids, then having them, then loving them so much I don´t want them to go away for a little while. It´s kinda hard to stretch it that far for me, but the way you tell the story puts me right there.

  12. Sarah says:

    That picture both broke my heart a little bit and made me utterly happy.

  13. DutchBitch says:

    I hear ya, Hon. Since my divorce 6 yrs ago The Kid has been spending 3 weeks over summer break with his dad each year and it feels like a limb has been ripped off my body each.and.every.time… Everyone keeps saying I should do fun stuff and enjoy my alone-time but it just doesn’t feel that way… I amazed at it as before being a Mom I was the all independent tornado like chick… But now, meh…

    I still have 2 weeks to go before The Kid comes back, already survived the first ;-)

    So I am so with ya… Muah!!!

  14. Dee says:

    I sympathise, even though I’ve not been through this so it’s a little hard to understand. :heartbeat:

    I did laugh at myself though when the image that accompanied me misreading that a “tomado” had wiped out the house :cheese:

  15. Dawn says:

    Ohhhhh!!! My heart just broke — it brought back memories of leaving for camp. I always felt bad for my Dad when I went to camp. Not only because I’d be homesick, but because my father would miss me too much.

    They — like me — will be fine. You — like my Dad — will be fine. And think of the reunion. And think of all the sweet phone conversations in between.

    Enjoy yourself. They will.

  16. Meg says:

    There is no quiet as loud as the quiet when your kids aren’t at home. Mine were with their grandparents for two weeks at the beginning of the summer and it was kinda weird… good for everyone involved, but still.

    Try to enjoy the respite and think of what priceless memories they will have of spending time with their extended family.

    Also, try to put that mental picture of Avitable in a bathub out of your mind. Heh heh.

  17. Bucky says:

    When my wife and kids aren’t home and I am there by myself, the silence is truly deafening.

    It’s amazing what kids can do to a person.

  18. Kimberly says:

    Saying goodbye is ALWAYS the hardest part. What a sweet picture!!

    Hey, are you TAN too?

  19. Krystle says:

    And now I’m crying…

    That was so so so sweet Britt, you have such an adorable family. Enjoy this alone time with your husband… bittersweet is right…!

  20. Kate says:

    That is so touching.

  21. Robin says:

    Wait wait wait. People actually MISS their kids and don’t want them to leave? I am very confused, I guess everything they tought me through sitcoms was a lie.

  22. Poppy says:

    There is nothing for me to say except… this will soon be my furry kid reality. And it already hurts, but I am going to bawl my eyes out on Saturday.

  23. Turnbaby says:

    Awww sugar- :hug:

    @ Poppy—I’ve been a week without mine again—trying to get them tonight–I miss them so.

  24. Miss Britt says:

    avitable: your hair isn’t soft and you don’t smell sweet. So no. Thanks.

    little_lj: my mom does too, actually. And I’m 28.

    Dave2: thank you for saying so. I know that – I do. It’s the only reason I’m going through with it.

    Amanda: my husband took it. Bastard.

    adena: it definitely is. (And thank you for saying so) Devin is 8 and while I will miss him, it’s not the same. My body is physically aching for Emma – probably because she’s usually all over it in some way or another. LOL

    mlydy: I’m going to try and remember to enjoy this time “to myself” and with Jared too. But I will definitely be more appreciative of them when they get back.

    Sleeping mommy: :omg: is right.

    Mindy: that’s what my mom said – that the three weeks will go by quicker than I think.

    SJ: woah. I am SOOOO not ready for Emma to be a seperate being from Mommy. At ALL!


    Twenty Four At Heart: yeah, you would – if it was what was right for them – you would.

    Blue Streak: lol, that is quite a mental stretch.

    Sarah: I can relate to that. :wink:

    DutchBitch: yeah, I hear you on the fun stuff. And I want to! Because I KNOW how bogged down I get going months sometimes without the fun stuff. But man, this first patch is ROUGH.

    Dee: Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww – that’s what Emma calls it. The “tomado” knocked down Grandma’s house.

    Dawn: yeah, I immediately thought of my mom too and how sad she was when I went to visit my dad over the summer. I should remember how much *I* loved that as a kid.

    Meg: I will – try and enjoy and appreciate I mean. I will. Thank you. :-)

    Bucky: and sometimes you don’t even notice that they’re doing it to you.

    Kimberly: not really. I live in Florida. :D

    Krystle: that’s what HE said! LOL

    Kate: thank you. (Is that the right response to that??)

    Robin: yeah, all the joking we do about wanting endless alone time and how awesome it would be to not have any responsibility anymore and blah blah blah?

    We are so full of shit.

    Poppy: oh honey, I’m sorry. :-(

    maggie, dammit: loving your hugs. Thanks babe.

    Turn: thanks for the hug, love.

  25. Jules says:

    Oh Britt, I know that breaking heart all too well. Hang in there, they are with the best people besides you and Jared that they could be with.

  26. This made me cry! That’s a beautiful photo.

  27. Tink says:

    This brought memories back to me like a flood. Produced about the same too. It’s difficult seeing your kids go away — despite knowing that they will be back.

    It makes me remember when I had to take Alex to the airport with Bob to go back to CA (from CT). This was when we thought we were divorced. I knew it would be a while before I would see him again, but it still ripped my heart out. Just letting him go like that.

    Keep your head up. This is the best thing for them. To see and keep in contact with family is wonderful! It’s true – - it does take a villiage to raise a child.

  28. The first few days are the hardest, then you start taking care of yourself in ways you couldn’t when the kids were around, and then BAM! they are home.

    This is a good thing. They will be creating memories, and having times with their grandparents they wouldn’t have otherwise.

  29. Can I be there when you bathe Adam?

  30. Kate says:

    That is the right response.

    Actually I was surprised to see a response – because I’d be thinking “how do I respond to that?”

    ha ha ha!

  31. Finn says:

    :hug: :kiss: :heartbeat:

  32. When I went on my honeymoon, I cried for the last two hours of the reception and the entire way to our hotel because we were leaving my son behind. Other than when he went to visit my brother with my parents for a week, he’d never been gone from me.

    I never learned to suck it up….I cried at a dinner show we went to because a little boy had on my son’s favorite shirt, I cried buying him souveniers, and then, my breaking point, was when a new song came on the radio that reminded me of him. Needless to say, we came home from our honeymoon three days early.

    Boy do I regret that….I got a “Hi Mommy” after a quick glance away from the movie he was watching. And here I thought that my mom was just trying to make me feel better when she said he was fine everytime I called.

    Try to enjoy your time off!!

  33. want me to come down and snuggle?

  34. anne says:

    Oh. My. Goodness. So sad and tender and heartbreaking and sweet at the same time. Hugs to you and a million wishes for an incredible three weeks for you and your entire (distributed) family. :hug:

  35. Em says:

    haha..I love avitable’s comment.

    But, isn’t that just the thing about being a mother? They’re like a blessing and a burden. You want freedom and then when you get it you do nothing but miss them with it. It’s pure craziness.

    Try to get some fun and relaxation in!

  36. SciFi Dad says:

    And that… that right there, is why I had my wife and daughter leave for a week while I was at work. I couldn’t bear the thought of watching them pull out of the driveway.

    You’ll miss them, but you’ll also find some enjoyment in the freedom their absence offers. Try to let the latter win out in your thoughts more than the former, as difficult as I know that is.

  37. AmyD says:

    At Emma’s age I would have just DIED. But, then I recall that just a couple of years older a 5 year old Ethan went tripping off to the east coast with my mother and I believe you laughed and teased me for being so neurotic about him being on a plane and away from me for 3 weeks. Remember that?

    I won’t laugh or tease though. :angel:

    The first couple of days are kind of odd/rough. But, after that you start enjoying the freedom so much you feel guilty… then a few days before they are due home, you are READY for them to get their asses home so you can be a family again.

    Feel better? A little? :hug:

  38. Enjoy your 3 weeks off!

  39. Stephanie says:

    Oooohh this is the sweetest, saddest thing. I can’t imagine!

    (sidenote–Nashville?! I live like an hour and a half away!)

  40. Ms. Karen says:

    My parents took my daughter on a two-week trip to the Southwest when she was three or four. I was a single mom and really needed some time to regroup, but EVERY SINGLE NIGHT I would wait for that phone call telling me they made it to whatever destination they were aiming for that day. I would sit there with my eyes glued to the damn phone.

    All those things I had planned to do when she was away, did not get done.

    The second time they did that? MUCH easier. I still missed her, but I went out and did things. I’m glad I let them all do this, because those are some of the best memories she has with her grandparents.

  41. Sybil Law says:

    I know what you mean – I really do. After a few days, it gets easier, and you’ll actually –
    I think everyone’s already said this to you!
    That picture is super sweet. And you do look tan!
    I got nothin’.

  42. Lisa says:

    As hard as it is to let go of them for this short three week time period, because 21 days will fly by, think of the great life experiences they will be gaining and the great memories they will have of their grandparents. Those are things no one will ever be able to take away from them.

    For you and Jared, three weeks, 21 days, of time together…or time spent individually…will only re-energize, relax you and make you a better parent for when they arrive back home.

    So, when you leave work, do something NICE for yourself. When you get home, kick back and RELAX. That’s what people do when their kids are not home. At least that’s what Dude and I do and I think we are O.K. parents.

  43. Meg says:

    This year, the three year old joined his older brothers for one of the two weeks they were away. They were with my in-laws. They left messages (voice and email) and grandma kept saying, don’t tell daddy, but the wee one hasn’t said “the D word” all week! The tot was dad’s barnacle, so we were happy for the break, and didn’t think anything other than, “what a relief” when she’d leave those messages.

    At the end of the week, we went to their house to spend the weekend. My nieces told me that grandma had instructed all of the kids NOT to say “daddy” because she was afraid he’d get all homesick for him. So, I guess she made her own reality!

  44. NYCWD says:

    21 days.

    504 hours.

    30,204 minutes.

    Seems like a lifetime… but it’ll be over before you know it.

  45. Dory says:

    *misty-eyed* I’m not a crier. You suck, woman.

    Make sure that you have chocolate cake for breakfast at least once.

    And date your hubby a little. Remember why you said yes when he asked you to marry him.

  46. I am crying sitting her imagining how you must feel. I understand completely.

    I have never been away from my kids for more than 3 days except when I had cancer and radiation that made me have to be isolated for 10 days. That was like torture for me. The kids had an awesome time with their grandparents, did amazingly fun things, but I missed them every second of every minute until they were back.

    People can say try to have fun while they are gone, try to enjoy the peace (and you will) but I completely understand.

  47. Winter says:

    Just so you know, it doesn’t get any better or is any different when they get older. When Motley went to Florida for a week at age 13 to see her dad’s grandma, when she went to Rawhide Ranch for 3 weeks at age 15, when she went to DC-Philly-NYC with choir for a week at 17, I felt the same. When she was gone for 2 weeks at her friend’s house after we had a fight last month… I felt the same. And she’s 19 now, sipping vodka at Hilly’s house with the gays… yet my motherly emotions are still the same. Kids change and grow… moms always feel the same about them.

  48. Shelli says:

    Oh honey. C’mere. Let me hug you. I know you will miss them, but they’ll be okay and you’ll be a better parent for it. Better parents for it.

  49. You just broke my heart into a million pieces!

  50. CP says:

    Awwwww. Babygirl, c’mon. You’ll be okay and when they come back in a few weeks and school starts again, you’ll be wishing for a break!

    Take advantage of this time and know your babies are in good hands.

    Then take advantage of Jared and put him in YOUR good hands!


    I recommend KY yours and mine highly.


  51. Nat says:

    Oh I am such a wuss when The Boy leaves. It’s like I ache for him. (The Man leaves THEN it’s a party.)

    Quick story: I remember The Boy, 4, going off to a ski resort with my sister and her family for three days. He was all nonchallant when he left. But when he came home, it was the best biggest velcro hug I’d ever had. I think for a full 24 hours he just wanted to make sure I was there.

    Here’s to big velcro hugs. (And do treat yourself a bit. Amazing how much a new pair of shoes can make you feel better.)

  52. Robina says:

    Oh Britt. I know that heart ache all too well, and I can almost feel your pain looking at this picture. But the time will fly by, and just as you are used them being gone, they will be home!!!!

    Just remember. Keep your mind busy and try to have fun. But the first time I went through this, that was a HARD thing for me to do.

  53. Robina says:

    By the way, you were in Nashville? You know I live about 30 minutes from down town Nashville? But I’m sure you weren’t in the mood for blog visitors during that time.

  54. Fantastagirl says:

    I’m sure they are enjoying some HOT Iowa summer fun!

    The time will go quicker than you realize, but I understand (when I had surgery we sent the kids to the in-laws – it was the longest 10 days.).

    Do something fun after work, and enjoy the quiet. It’s okay.

  55. Mine head to grandma’s house every summer, a few weeks at a time. They never all 3 go at once, but all summer long I am almost always short a kid. And it never gets any easier to see them go, but when they come back, I marvel at how quickly the the time passed while they were gone.

  56. Cheri says:

    Awww, that tugs at the heart! I’ve totally been there with my kiddo. He’s been gone for 6 weeks at a time before and I thought I’d never make it.
    Hang in there! In a couple days you’ll feel much better, still miss them like crazy but it’ll feel better. :-)

  57. Summer says:

    You know Brit, it never gets any easier. Mine will be moving to NYC in a few days and the other leaving for college in a few weeks. I was never understood those who said they couldn’t wait for their kids to leave home. Yours will be fine, you’ll miss them more than they miss you but they’ll have this special time with their grandparents.

  58. Tricia says:

    My heart is weeping all over the place.

  59. Kathryn says:

    What a beautiful, beautiful post. And what a heartbreaking picture.

    I had a hard time saying goodbye to my 3 boys when the hubby and I went on a 3 day weekend without them. Three weeks would be rough.

  60. Musing says:

    I was doing okay till I saw the photo. Now, I need a hanky.


  61. pgoodness says:

    my kids have just started going on days away with my mom – just for a few hours – but I know that overnights and days can’t be far behind.

    i hope you can enjoy this time with Jared alone – it’s something we all could use; time to reacquaint.

  62. Stephanie says:

    Britt, I have a younger brother that I feel like is my child. (Kind of like you feel with Creed.) He was here since last Thursday, with his wife and thier 3 and 5 year olds. They left today, and I cried so hard as I rocked my little (29 year old) brother….i thought my heart would split and dissolve with each heaving sob. So while I can’t equate it with loving my own child…it’s somewhat near to what you must have felt. It is an exquisite agony. I feel for you sweetie, hang in there. :hug:

  63. Oh, sweetie! You were holding up well in the restaurant, just so you know! You’ll miss them, no doubt about it. But when they return, you may find that you miss that “alone” time. And both? Are normal.

    Just so you know. :heartbeat: :kiss:

  64. Faiqa says:

    What a timely (and wonderfully real) post. I’m sending my first and only child to preschool in two weeks. I know the five hours she’ll be there in no way comes close to three weeks… still, I know how you feel. All I can do is to cling to the pithy, yet completely self righteous feeling that a mother who knows when to let go of herself as well as let go of her child is the best kind. Have fun waking up late, getting your nails done, watching R-rated (or X-rated!!) movies at 6p.m., bathing Avitable, saying fuck whenever you feel like it, not cooking and doing all of the other things that don’t even come close to a simple hug from your babies.

  65. kapgar says:

    That picture makes me want to cry and I’ve never even personally met you! Dammit!

  66. Selma says:

    I would be exactly the same. When my son went to camp for two nights I was a wreck. But how nice for your kids to spend all that time with their grandparents and how nice for you and Jared to get a bit of time alone together. Laughing at Nat’s comment @ how when her boy goes away she is sad but when her man goes away it’s party central. I can definitely relate. :wink:

    You take care.

  67. Miss Britt says:

    Jules: they really are too. They are so lucky for that.

    Ok, Where Was I?: eek! I don’t know about the photo – but thank you. :-)

    Tink: thank you for saying so. I really do believe that – I just never imagined the “village” would be so damn far away.

    themuttprincess: isn’t it weird that it’s hardest right away? Everyone who has been through it keeps telling me that.

    A Whole Lot of Nothing: I’ll tell you what, I’ll let you scrub.

    Kate: well, I want you to know I heard you. :wink:

    Finn: :hug: and more – thanks again for the email info.

    Sheila: if I was the one leaving for a week, I think it would be easier. I’d be distracted.

    hello haha narf: YES!!! YES I DO WANT YOU TO COME DOWN!!

    How soon can you get here?

    anne: oh man, that was the sweetest most perfect comment. Thanks.

    Em: it is craziness – thanks for getting that. When I thought about posting it I was bracing myself for all the “THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED, LADY!” emails and comments.

    SciFi Dad: you’re absolutely right though. Difficult as it is, I also need to appreciate what I have RIGHT NOW.

    AmyD: :hug: I do. I mean, GUILTY now for being such a shitty friend – but I’m used to that. :wink:

    Captain Steve: I definitely will. Thank you.

    Stephanie: oh jeez, if I had known I would have waved!

    Ms. Karen: and I KNOW my kids are going to being loving this. I’m really glad they get the chance to have this time.

    Sybil Law: you got lots chica. :wink: Thanks.

    Lisa: you are FABULOUS parents. Fabulous. I mean that. And I have SEEN so I KNOW what the fuck I’m talking about.

    AND? I got my nails done after work yesterday.

    Meg: I hope no one tells my kids not to say “mommy”. :-(

    NYCWD: I’m sure you’re right. We’re down to 20 already.

    Dory: ahhh, you said it so well. I think I’d like to remind him why he asked, too.

    radioactivegirltori: thank you for understanding. That really does, crazy as it sounds, make me feel a little better.

    Winter: my mom said the exact same thing.

    Shelli: yeah, i think you are definitely right about the better parenting thing.

    And I’ll take that hug too.

    Mrs. Schmitty: yes, it feels exactly like THAT. :cry:

    CP: :lol: I can always count on you for words of wisdom.

    Nat: oh I hope I get velcro hugs.

    Robina: yeah, I feel like I’m purposely jam packing my schedule now. Relax? What? LOL

    Yeah, you probably wouldn’t have wanted to see me just then.

    Fantastagirl: I’m both freaked and kind of intrigued by this quiet people keep talking about.

    Crazy Lady in Vegas: ooh, one at a time – I bet that is so cool for them though. Especially because one on one time when you have siblings is so rare. That is awesome that you do that for them.

    Cheri: I will take a “little better”. ;-)

    Summer:*raises hand* guilty as charged as one of those people who said that.

    Boyyyy am I eating my words now.

    Tricia: that sounds messy. (But seriously – thank you.)

    Kathryn: 3 days I can do with my eyes closed – does that make me a shit mom? LOL

    Musing: blame my husband for that. WHO TAKES A PICTURE AT THAT TIME????

    pgoodness: the reacquainting is certainly something to look forward to. We do all need that.

    Stephanie: I get this. I so get this.

    Coal Miner’s Granddaughter: yeah? You didn’t see me oggling your kids with thoughts of stealing one or two?


    Faiqa: said perfectly. All wonderful things to enjoy… that don’t even come close. Exactly.

    kapgar: STUPID BABYSITTER!!!!!

    Selma: two nights I thik I’d be a-OK. I’m bad like that. Three weeks seems like forEVER. But I am going to make the best of it. Thanks, love.

  68. Nan Patience says:

    I totally understand. My kids are away this week at their grandmother’s house.

  69. Jamie says:

    :cry: :cry: :cry: aw damn…that made me all crying and stuff…i understand how you feel…it’s so nice to have them gone, and yet, it’s so heartbreaking and everything feels so empty and lackluster when they aren’t there…

  70. donnie says:

    I went through much the same thing when my three babies and my wife left me alone in Germany for a month in the summer of 85. I didn’t have a spouse in the house to keep me occupied and it was the longest 4 weeks of my life. But absence can only make the heart grow fonder. You will love them even more when they come home. You will…I promise. :peace:

  71. Gina says:

    That is a LONG time. Wow. That pic of you and your kidlet? Heartwrenching.

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