My mother-in-law finally has her computer back, and in a rare, beautiful moment, I’m getting some online time here in the Hill Country of Texas. The sun has set behind the “mountains,” and I just watched my poor Hubby drive away. In five hours, he will pull into our drive way, sleepily unlock the door, and fumble in the dark as he tries to make his way upstairs to bed.
I’ll be here . . . crying.
I don’t know why it was hard to say good bye this evening, but it was. I bawled like the Little Lady did today when her Poppy told her she couldn’t have his Coke. I sobbed like the Little Lady did yesterday when her Nina took away the box of chocolate her little greedy hands had found.
It was bad.
I know it is only for a few more days but I’m tired of being separated. I’m tired of being in limbo. I’m tired of not falling asleep to the beautiful horrible sound of Hubby’s snoring. I’m tired of not being able to reach across the bed and touch his arm. I miss him.
There’s a lot of crazy in my head and Hubby is the one who keeps me sane. Hubby keeps me from over-reacting as a first time mommy whenever the Little Lady does whatever it is that she does. Hubby keeps me laughing even when things aren’t so fun. Hubby makes me feel safe.
Ay — I need to stop this. I’m going to short out my mother-in-law’s laptop if I keep this blubbering up.
The main reason I’m writing, despite a slow computer and an even slower dial-up connection, is to let everyone know that I’m so grateful of your thoughts, prayers, encouragement, and guest posts!!! It’s been awesome to hear, from Hannah, the comments that have been left.
Hopefully, we’ll be back home soon and life can get back to normal. Until then, here’s one little snippet of a Little Lady story.
Her Daddy came in Friday to spend the weekend with us. We’re not sure if the Little Lady was trying to greet him, punish him, or show off her geographical knowledge. Whatever the motivation, this is what happened, per the conversation with my Hubby.
Me (running to the living room): What happened?
*note — Hubby’s parents are sitting with him on the couch, only they are ROLLING with laughter. I think I even heard a couple of snorts.
Hubby: YOUR daughter just walked across the couch to me.
Me: (rolling my eyes as I normally do) And???
(in-laws still giggling)
Hubby: She stepped on my crotch and said BANG-KOK!!!
(I’m “assuming” that’s how to spell her phonetic rendition of that word . . . or phrase. I’m hoping it was a word and not a description of her action!)
Nina (mother-in-law): She really did!
Hubby: WHAT have you TWO been teaching her???????????
Me: Just how to get your attention, dear hubby.
That’s it from here — the dial-up connection keeps asking if it’s ok to disconnect. I’ll let Hannah and the rest of the guest bloggers take over.