I was at home today, well actually, all of us were home today, which as you know rarely happens. Of course Scott was getting ready to go on a trip later this afternoon, so he was getting ready while I got Parker ready for school. Today is picture day, so I did his hair. Usually we skip that part because we are
frantically running around swearing rushing to make it out the door. (See how much I look forward to taking him to school in this post.)
Anyway, this time my husband was here to help and it was so much better. There was no rush, we were just both there to help each other and do what we do best, which is work as a team. When he’s gone I don’t have my teammate anymore, it’s just me. I know you can relate if your husband leaves for work.
The work load doubles as soon as they walk out the door. And you know that for the next few days – it’s all you, baby. All the household chores, the meals, the driving around, the errands, the problems, all of it.
So when they are home, it’s nice to feel that burden of responsibility lifted a little. It’s nice to know you’re not alone in this.
That’s why my husband does so much when he’s home; he knows what I’ve been taking care of while he was gone and he puts in the work. I am super lucky, and I realize that. He does all the laundry, cooks when he’s home, and is an active participant in our lives. (Communication while he’s away is a key part of that.) I really appreciate him and all the things he does. So it makes it hard to see him go.
I’m not gonna lie, sometimes I’m ready for him to leave, to give us our space. It’s how our relationship started and how it has thrived; we both like some time apart, it makes the time we do have together that much better. But this time… this time I kinda wanted him to stay a little longer.
The Flight Wife