Two weeks of being single will come to an end…

Scott comes home this afternoon, ending the two week stint of my being a single mom.  I have come to the realization that I have taken for granted the life I have.  The last two weeks have been a revelation for me that life can take one quick turn in fate for me, and I could really become a single mom for real!

I mean, I have done literally everything around here.  You name, it was done!  I haven’t done laundry in over a year, had to do it.  Dishes were not only washed by the dishwasher, but also by me.  Normally, one of us would load the dishwasher (usually me) and the other would wash the not so dishwasher safe stuff (usually Scott).  Putting two kids to bed and constantly calming them down from Daddy not being home was a chore in itself.  Michael ended up sleeping with me the whole time to ensure I was able to get some kind of decent sleep.  If I didn’t, I would have been up and down practically every hour with a little boy who desperately missed his Daddy.

The one thing that remained the same, but seemed more of a harder chore with each passing day was my getting the kids up and ready in the morning and off to school.  That has always been my job because Scott is out the door for work before we head out the door.  Most times, he is out the door before 6am.  But because I was already exhausted from the day before, each passing morning seemed a little more harder than the previous day’s. 

Of course, because my husband isn’t home, I had the added worry of protection within the house.  I am pretty strong and independent.  But let’s face it, a woman loves to have the added protection of her strong husband as well.  I kept having these weird dreams where someone breaks in.  I’d wake up in a terrible fright, checking all the windows and doors.  I’d check up on Leilani, since she would still be in her own room, and recheck Michael when I head back to bed, since he would be the first I check with him being right next to me.

I am not going to complain about the little four year old balled up child next to me at night.  Friday nights, when Scott is home, I usually fall asleep by myself in bed because he stays up and watched TV in the living room.  I can handle one night here and there.  But I truly do not believe I could have handled an empty side of the bed for two weeks.  I think I’d have even more bad dreams!

So, I am quite grateful for Scott.  I will try not to take for granted what having him around helps within our family.  I mean, I love the man, but I truly realized I didn’t totally appreciate him for what he does for our family.  He literally is the glue to my sanity!