Oh my gosh.
I am so tired. This weekend I will be away the equivalent of two full work days. This is a change for all of us.
I feel guilty. Gracie went on a full on rant this evening about how much she misses me and how she wants me to stay home every day like when she was a baby. She told me she hates being 4 because it's just too hard and she loves me and I should not go work at the football game tomorrow. I will be gone for 9 hours. She is freaking out.
I feel so busy. There is no time. We have been running and running and running. Rec center class, music class, swimming lessons, play dates, home school group, errands, groceries, etc, etc, etc....... Weekends use to be our fun and relax time with daddy. Now they have to stay home with daddy who, if you recall, is in the middle of his MBA and always has something to write or read. Always.
We are trying to adjust but it's hard. I need to just chill and stop playing monday morning quarterback when I get home and James tells me how it went. The kids need to chill and realize that daddy is fun. James needs to get his homework done by Friday night so that he doesn't have to feel the pressure of school when the kids desperately need him while we adjust to this change.
It's hard. I hope it gets better because as much as I really like my job it's just not worth it if our home life goes to heck.