Been a while

I haven't been writing on my blog as much as I'd like lately. Things have been a little rough around here and free time has been scarce.

The children's father as moved out and moved on. He has moved to another state to start a new job. We're hoping to join him in a few months. In the mean time we're sticking around to finish up school and wait for the new house we're buying to close so we'll have a place to live.

Being a single parent is much harder than I ever ever thought it would be. I love being with my girls, love being a stay a home mom and generally love my life. But I didn't realize how much I depended on the children's father for support. We Skype daily, talk almost hourly and still have know exactly what's going in each other's lives. But it's still painfully difficult to be away from him.

This weekend I had the opportunity to go to Vegas with a family member to see Tim McGraw and Faith Hill in concert. We coordinated everything so I would fly out and a few hours later the Daddy would fly home and take care of the girls while I was gone. Everything went just about as smoothly as it could. He had a great time catching up with his girls (he hadn't seen them in two weeks) and I had a great time getting some much needed rest in my own hotel room in Vegas.

My family picked me up from the airport tonight and we decided to go out to dinner. The girls decided on McDonalds (we're fancy like that) and had a blast. In fact all three cried when we made them leave 1 1/2 hours later. I had a chance to talk to Cricket for a few minutes while we were there. I asked her how things had gone with Daddy while I was out of town. Her response struck me in the heart, "Good, it's been fun. And we haven't made him cry." Ouch, apparently I have been shedding a lot of tears since the children's father left. I had noticed it but was hoping not everyone else had. Not the case. But I would bet $100 if the Daddy was left alone with his children for 14 days straight, 24 hours a day, he would be crying too.

The daddy leaves again tomorrow and I'm trying hard to limit my tears. I need to be stronger for the girls, stronger for the daddy and stronger for myself. If anyone has any great ideas on how to do that please let me know. In the mean time I'll be in the closet crying and eating ice cream.