It feels like we just did it, and yet here it is again. So far so good, but he's only been gone a few days so I really don't deserve a pat on the back yet. Last time I was so sad that first week, like I would cry randomly, a lot. This time not so much. I don't know if it is because I am no longer a "boot" wife, and I've been here before. I feel as used to the distance as one can in this situation. Time will tell :) . The thing about it is, I will probably look back at this post in a few weeks and be like, what the *** was I thinking, this SUCKS haha but right now we are rockin' it. It probably helps that I got a facetime date with J. That was awesome, last time around we didn't the whole 7 months and this time around we did only a few days in, I hope that continues! :)
Sometimes I think about how our life would be different if I worked too. I think about all the "things" we could have and wonder if I should; especially on days were andrew is driving me crazy and I haven't talked to an adult all day. I think getting out of the house would be awesome, do something that I enjoy, help others, blah blah blah. Then I think about everything that I miss, and having to actually drop Andrew at daycare and how hard that would be for me. I couldn't do it, at least not while hes so little. Some days its hard, as a lot of you know, but I am so grateful to be a stay at home mom. I am grateful for Joel, and how hard he works so that I can be here. I am grateful he never complains. I dont think he really understands how hard it is ;) but he never complains about having to support us on his own, just reassures me that this is where I should be; at home takin' care of babies while my sugar daddy saves the world.
Sometimes I think about how our life would be different if I worked too. I think about all the "things" we could have and wonder if I should; especially on days were andrew is driving me crazy and I haven't talked to an adult all day. I think getting out of the house would be awesome, do something that I enjoy, help others, blah blah blah. Then I think about everything that I miss, and having to actually drop Andrew at daycare and how hard that would be for me. I couldn't do it, at least not while hes so little. Some days its hard, as a lot of you know, but I am so grateful to be a stay at home mom. I am grateful for Joel, and how hard he works so that I can be here. I am grateful he never complains. I dont think he really understands how hard it is ;) but he never complains about having to support us on his own, just reassures me that this is where I should be; at home takin' care of babies while my sugar daddy saves the world.
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