While we were on the phone Friday night, the telecom at the airport broadcasted his flight cancellation. He jumped off the phone to get details. I broke down for about 30 seconds. After being up the night before for Vday misc, several weeks of interrupted sleep, leaving work early to pick up a sick kiddo (who missed the Vday party requiring previous night's legwork), going to the pediatrician for the 4th time in 2 weeks (now an ear infection, last week strep), to the pharmacy for more meds (only to drive around for 30 minutes while she slept and pharmacist filled), this news was now the wind being poofed out of my sail. My "moment" lasted less than a minute before needing to resume comforting said sick kiddo and feeding her dinner, reconnect with my delayed spouse and begin travel agent mode to search for alternative flight options. And although I would have liked to wallow in my own self pity, Chris too was going through his own anguish due to the delay, but he had to do it alone.
We remind each other often how we realize the sacrifice the other has to endure during this phase of the "dream job"and will likely be required to endure throughout his career. It's a lifestyle we have both whole heartedly chosen, but must work together to attain. It will forever be a balancing act to keep harmony. And we are dedicated to continue to sing!
Sorry, I stray. Long story short, after rescheduling his flight, we received the good news that he was due to arrive before noon on Saturday. Crisis averted and super pleasant family weekend filled with relaxing, eating and playing with our favorite guy.
(above) Ceiba and Papa opening Valentine's presents
(btm left) "hiding", (btm center) making chicken & dumplings while they napped, (btm rt) packing
You'll notice of trend of Ceiba not letting Chris get more than an arm's length away all weekend. So much so, that I got to play chaffuere to Papa and "Miss Daisy" all weekend. He hangs the moon in her eyes and it was nice to hear the house filled with giggles.
And it was nice to set out 3 plates... for 3 days.
Aw, so glad you guys had that quality time! The kids don't miss a beat at any age, do they? Peter took Cait to the movies last night, and Nicholas burst into tears the minute he realized daddy was gone...Hope you guys are together again soon!
ReplyDeleteOh, I know. It's SO hard to have Daddy gone. And training is so long, and it's so difficult to play single mom all that time.
ReplyDeleteSo sorry it's so hard. But yes (at least for my DH), it *is* the dream job, and going through all the pain of training has been worth it. So worth it. A thousand times worth it.
Blessings to you as you work so hard to keep everything going in your corner of the world.
And your pictures - they were absolutely darling!
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Thanks!