It’s been a very long week. You can tell we are hurtling towards the end of the school year with a grumpy seven year old, who had to have a trip to the Doctors which he was NOT happy about due to a painful foot. The weather has meant we have been cooped up inside for a lot of the week and I’ve been feeling exhausted, only adding to the stress.
My husband works away most weeks. When we go to bed on a Sunday, we then won’t see him until after tea time on a Friday evening. This is how it has been most of our relationship so it’s nothing new. It was pretty scary when the girls were just weeks old but you adapt and crack on. The summer time is always busier than usual so he’s home a lot more then and we always try to make the most of the weekends.
This week however, he hasn’t come home. Work has been that manic he has been urgently been called to another site meaning on Friday he’s driven straight there and Monday morning he will be leaving there to go back to the other job, not coming home in the meantime.
I am not going to lie – I have really struggled this week, especially knowing there will be no reprise at the weekend. It sounds ridiculous doesn’t it? There are people that don’t have partners so have this 24/7 seven days a week but I guess it is what you are used to.
I’ve felt very lonely of an evening. With no one to offload to or chat to or just even someone sat next to you. I’ve found myself so bored once the kids are asleep that I’ve ended up going to bed myself.
I think people around me have sensed my downbeat mood so have stepped in to help. My sister has been brilliant. She’s popped in after work giving me a much needed adult to chat to and also invited us to a party with them yesterday, which the kids absolutely loved.
My best friend too has asked us to go out today. It may have been hard but on reflection – it’s made me realise that I have some pretty awesome people around me, who can’t step in to help me quick enough.
I also know that to combat us all grumbling – we need to get out and about! Yesterday I took all three to the cinema then had a look in the Next sale and to McDonald’s – on a crazily busy Saturday afternoon. If someone had suggested this to me I’d have said absolutely no way, but I did it! On my own! I need to push myself and stop being a wuss.
I do sometimes wish I had a husband who did a 9-5 and was back every evening but my husband works so hard and is away so much which he too hates. But he does this so I can be at home with the kids. I am eternally grateful that I’ve got to be at home for the last three years and we’ve been so lucky that we can live off one wage. So when feeling sorry for myself, I need to realise how much I really have and what a privileged position I’m actually in!
With just one week left of school, I have a feeling that Friday is going to be a pretty ace day in our house.