The times that Willy is gone on business trips is always hard. I get thrown back into the survival mode of forcing myself to nap when they nap and go to bed when they go to bed (they wear me the f* out), even though I have a thousand things that I intend to finish… or start, for that matter. And as if they’re little mind readers, these boys pick right up on it; suddenly, they become more rambunctious and more volatile. I’ve learned that I need to stay calm for them to stay calm because in true motherhood fashion, I assume that any bad behavior on their part is somehow reflective of my own anxieties that seem to suddenly rise when solo parenting. And so, I try my best to get out of the house as much as possible. Little trips to the beach to catch sunset give each of us the room we need to breath. I don’t know how single moms or dads do it, I really don’t.
Yeah, I can’t imagine being a single parent. Major kudos to those folks. I’m thinking more and more that one kid may be plenty for me….
I think the same thing. When my husband goes on a business trip I get a small glimpse as to what it might be like as a single parent. But then the trip ends I have the reprieve of my husband. I can’t imagine if there were no end in sight.