I'm so glad when Daddy comes home...

glad as I can be!!!!

Do they still sing that song in primary? I don't know but it sure does explain how I am feeling right now. Only 13 more hours til Brady comes home. It has been 10 days and I am dying!!

We have learned something interesting the last 6 or so months of doing this. I am good at handeling the single mom thing. I'm actually quite apt at it.... for 7 days. On day 8 I start to get snippy, the kids get ornery and start talking back, and we realise just how much we miss Daddy.

Don't get me wrong, we miss him the first 7 days, but we REALLY miss him on day 8, and by day 10- Mommy needs Daddy home. I need a break... I need someone else who can-

Fix dinner

Tell the kids to do their chores

Tuck the kids in

Clean up the living room

Switch over the laundry,

or maybe even keep it running

Vacuum up gross bugs

Supervise the cleaning of the kitchen

or a bathroom or two

Someone else to help!!!

I guess thats not quite true, I need more than someone elses help. I need someone who cares as much about all these little things as I do, because it is our house and our children. I need someone else to sit with and argue about what to watch on TV. I just NEED his presence. Having him here it just different. Even if he's not feeling very helpful, his presence competes me. I am complete when we are together, whether he is in the basement working, or laying next to me in bed. Whether he is wrapped up in his computer or we are discussing our life, his presence makes me whole.

So tomorrow around noon-

I will clap my hands and shout for joy,

because my better half will be home and life will be complete again.