I'd like to write something eloquent about the prospect of three days and nights away from my kids, but I can't- I'm too busy freaking out! I've never been away from them both for that long, and really I didn't think I would until I had something fun planned, like a long overdue trip to post-Katrina New Orleans or a trip to visit my sister-in-law in NYC. Instead I'm going to be without them for three days while I sit around my house in Memphis, alone. I have one fun night planned, and I'm looking forward to it, but other than that I can't bear the thought of spending the days without them.Don't get me wrong- I enjoy being without the kids sometimes. Once a week Chip and I have dinner together, alone, and that's great. I even enjoy going to the grocery store by myself on the weekends. But seventy-two hours in a row without my babies? I'm not ready! I didn't leave Connor for a long weekend until he was two and a half- Chloe just turned two! I'm just miserable right now. I can't believe they really left me.
I hope that Sunday afternoon I'm able to post something about how great this weekend was, and how being alone was the best thing in the world, but I just can't imagine it. So I guess for now all I can do is sit here by myself and cry.
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or to aunt di's in dc? what up? you should always let them walk around w/ bed head, its very cute...
well you could always drive to nashville and pick them up early!
Oh my! You know you have a sympathetic ear in me! Wherever did they go? And whyever did you not join them? The advice everyone always gives me, which is the opposite of helpful is "I'm sure it will be good for all of you." Hopefully you can do something fun and keep busy!
I'd be happy to loan you two or four of my kids if it gets too bad. Just let me know.
how are you hangin?
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