It takes a village

I don’t like it when Andy is out of town.  Last night when he was in NYC I had a moment when I thought, “If Andy dies, I am going to have to put my kids up for adoption.”  I really did have this thought, but only for a second.  LOL.  While I would never give my kids up- I always think about how people who lived near extended family in days past really knew what they were doing.  It is hard to be the only adult, the homework, the whining, the sick three year old….

I should backtrack and say that Andy doesn’t travel that often, so when he does it is always hard.  And yesterday was just one of his day trips.  The good thing about working for VS is that the Limited has offices here and in NYC so they have a plane that goes back and forth every day.  The bad thing is that it leaves at 6am and comes back around 10pm so it leaves me on my own for the hardest parts- getting them out the door in the morning and to bed at night.  Last night two were crying and one (the one that usually gives me the hardest time) actually went to bed without a problem.  Well once he went to bed, it only took me a good hour to get him there, and of course he was still up when Andy got in.  Anyway, I just had to say that single moms, my hat is off to you.

So the good news, Cole’s bronchitis seems a bit better and he actually has his first day of preschool today.  So for the first time in 9+ years I actually get two hours to myself while ALL of my kids are at school.  Yippee!