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Still here...Day Two.

Well, I still miss my kids horribly. Especially this morning when I heard that Shelby was up alot during the night. She has not been up in the middle of the night in 3 weeks, and it made me feel guilty for leaving her. I felt and feel, like I should be home with them. I know the woman who is watching them, that if she hears even the slightest little peep out of the kids would go rushing in to their room. I really don't want Shelby to get used to someone picking her up in the middle of the night for little rustles and sighs.

But maybe I am just anxious, and maybe it is not really that big of a deal. Maybe I should just enjoy my time with my thoughts, my books and my husband. But honestly, I am anxious because I feel like the can't live with out me (don't laugh, besides I know it's over dramatic:)), I haven't even attempted to pick up one of my books, and my husband is driving me nuts because it does not bother him one bit that we are 3 hours away from our little bundles!! And when I'm alone, which I thought I would just totally love and soak up, all I can think about is holding my children, breathing them in, and feeling totally busy. Weird? Yes.

It's strange because when you are super busy with the kids and life, all you can think about is how nice it would be to get away for a little while, to be with your thoughts and hobbies you used to enjoy doing, by yourself. But now that I am by myself, all I want is to be with my kids!!!!!!

Anyway, do others feel similar thoughts or experiences??

Crazy.

But now I am going to go and try and enjoy myself once more...on day number two in Walker, MN.

Comments

Megan you are in similar company! I have never been able to leave my babes for any period of time, let alone overnight, before they were 9 mos to a year old! Overnights are VERY few and VERY far between here! It's just not something I can do! So don't feel bad for your emotions...they are real...they are yours...enjoy them now!
Ehlan said…
I also miss Olivia terribly when we are away from her; for me though, I need breaks periodically, but usually one day or even one overnight is PLENTY! I left Olivia overnight once when she was 4 mos. old and it was really hard! I didn't do it again before she was one year! When they are little, it is so hard! Especially when you are pumping and it is a PAIN IN THE A**!! I hear ya on that one! HATE PUMPING! :) And I know how you feel with the hubby too--I always want to talk about Olivia and he is like--ENJOY THE BREAK!! Hope you are able to enjoy the rest of your weekend!
Kim said…
Our little one (2 years old tomorrow) has YET to be left overnight. Yeah my hubby and I need to get a life! We did go out to a dinner and a play a couple months ago and left her with a babysitter and she did great (and I survived!).
Anonymous said…
I'm not a mom, so I can only try and imagine what that must be like! I will just take it from you Megs that it must be so hard. Now that you're back...how was it? Hindsight thoughts?
Kristen said…
MEGAN!How are you? How are the babes? HAve you fallen off the face of the earth? I miss reading about you! :)

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