Flying Solo

Ugh. I wish this wasn't true. Who knew that 2+ weeks would fly by so fast? I honestly don't know where time has gone. For the past 2+ weeks, Craig has been home on break. I'm sure you thought something was up since I haven't blogged in what feels like forever. It was wonderful- but tonight, the house seems so lonely. Once again, I have no one to talk to once the boys are down. No one to watch late night TV or a movie with. It stinks. I know he's just a phone call away, but it's not the same. But, at least this time around we have a 5 day stretch of being apart rather than the normal 17. Yes, we really do count down the days. Until then, I'm flying solo. No more sleeping in...which was amazing! Breakfast, lunch and supper are my roles again. I'll be honest, it will be tough to get back in the swing of things. I have slacked so much and Craig has been there to pick it up. Tomorrow I will put on the full stay-at-home-mom armor and be prepared for whatever struggles the day may hold. I will be the rock the boys need me to be. Not necessarily because I want to, but I need to. But I don't have to put it on until tomorrow. Tonight I'm still weak. Wishing he was here. I will not be surprised if I'll crawl into bed and let out a few tears and hug my pillow tight. I'm allowed to. But just tonight. After all, tomorrow the countdown will be four days! Yes, I am counting. :)