By a Thread
My husband is out of town and with a newborn and a not-quite-yet-two year old we're just hanging on here. A few years ago my friend's husband travelled out of town a LOT and I remember her dealing with her husband's absence on a nearly weekly basis. When his job started he didn't travel as much and as time grew the travel got to be frequent. That's hard on a family with a Daddy who is a big part of daily life. I remember that his boss wasn't quite as pugged into the day to day activities of his own kids, and I don't think he understood what he was asking of his employees and their families. Travel is very hard on families.
So, all that to say, we're just keeping it together here at the ranch as we wait for Daddy to come home. I thought he was coming home tonight, but I guess that's not the case and he will be back tomorrow. I know he has to be gone and this is an important trip for his job. Yet, it's hard with two kiddos with colds and I had to get up multiple times with my newborn son to suction his nose out so he could breathe. That is so fun I tell you. Super fun. Earlier in the evening my daughter tripped and fell and cut her face open with her tooth. So that was a 2 hour trip to the pediatrician's office for a looksee about stitches. No stiches and she is fine. It will just make a small scar.
Which brings me to a gripe: I hate the fact I just realized the thing that annoys the daylights out of me is the very same thing I do myself.
How obnoxious that I am so obnoxious. I am so glad I have God who can change me from the inside out. I seriously need it.
So, all that to say, we're just keeping it together here at the ranch as we wait for Daddy to come home. I thought he was coming home tonight, but I guess that's not the case and he will be back tomorrow. I know he has to be gone and this is an important trip for his job. Yet, it's hard with two kiddos with colds and I had to get up multiple times with my newborn son to suction his nose out so he could breathe. That is so fun I tell you. Super fun. Earlier in the evening my daughter tripped and fell and cut her face open with her tooth. So that was a 2 hour trip to the pediatrician's office for a looksee about stitches. No stiches and she is fine. It will just make a small scar.
Which brings me to a gripe: I hate the fact I just realized the thing that annoys the daylights out of me is the very same thing I do myself.
How obnoxious that I am so obnoxious. I am so glad I have God who can change me from the inside out. I seriously need it.
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