February 28, 2010
When Daddy’s Away…
My husband left Friday after work to go on an ice fishing trip with my father, my brother and their friend Rick. The four of them play darts for a bar league every Wednesday and they decided to spend some of their winnings on this weekend event in Northern Wisconsin.
Two-point-five days alone with two children and no help has been……challenging.
Now, I must confess that I was A-OK with this trip when he first told me about it, back in October when I was still pregnant. I didn’t foresee any problems. Now I want to call him and demand that he returns home immediately.
Friday night was tough. I had to entertain Owen while trying to cook a meal. Dawson was chasing Murphy all over the house and I was having a panic attack every time he came into the kitchen. I was boiling water for the fettuccine alfredo and I thought for sure Dawson would get hurt.
It was chaos for a few moments and then I had a moment of clarity. I dragged the baby swing into the kitchen, turned on Michael Buble, gave Dawson some wooden spoons and told him to play “drums” on the cabinet to keep Owen happy. Then I danced around the kitchen while waiting for the fettuccine noodles to be done.
I was so happy when the kids fell sleep at 9:00 on the dot. Relief.
Saturday morning I decided it was time for a visit to Grandma’s house. We went over right after soccer. My mom hadn’t seen Owen in almost a week and I knew my hands would be free for a few hours with her holding and loving him. Dawson played with some of the toys Grandma keeps at her house and my sister and I watched bad television for a little while.
When we got home I fed my munchkins and then we made a nest of blankets and pillows on the living room floor. Owen nursed non-stop (4-month growth spurt I think) and Dawson made a bank out of Legos and simulated a heist. He kept shouting, “Gimme all the money!” and I asked him what he was going to do with it. He replied, “I’m gonna go buy 80 million transformers!”
I told him he better not ever rob a bank for real and he said, “Mom, this is just pretend. I don’t think they got transformers in jail!” He’s a little obsessed with the Transformers movie and toys these days. Last month it was Star Wars. I know more about the Trilogy than I ever thought I would.
After Owen went to sleep we watched some Spongebob and then crashed in my bed. I hadn’t cuddled with Dawson in so long; it was nice to get some time with him. Amidst the craziness I had some wonderful moments with my boys. I still can’t wait for my husband to get home! I need the extra hands!
Posted by Dana @ 7:35 AM • The Mommy Files
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February 28th, 2010 at 10:50 AM, Headless Mom Says:
Headless Dad has been away more than he’s been home lately. I feel your pain!
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