Monday, October 25, 2010

A Weekend Away



When a person (namely, me) goes away for the weekend, she hopes and prays that all will be okay: the house will not crumble, the baby will be fed, and the husband will have the ability to wash his own dishes and do the laundry (I think the latter may be the most far-fetched). That said, there is a little part of all of us that wants to know that we are needed- that everything won't be completely “normal” while we're gone (I think it's time for us all to be honest here).

Don't get me wrong, I didn't desire catastrophic events to befall Kyle and Avery throughout Saturday and Sunday. Perhaps a little impediment along the way, though, so that I felt... missed.

So I had mixed emotions when I awoke on Sunday morning to the chime of my phone, indicating a new text message.

Winnie, by the way, is our dog (not a child), who begins the night in her own, perfectly comfortable, dog bed, the sneaks under our covers once we've fallen asleep.  Lovely.

A part of me felt terrible for my poor hubby, who had stayed up half the night washing sheets and blankets, yet still had to get up with our daughter, regardless of his exhaustion (you know, like Mom).

Upon my return home, I was hoping for a few comments such as,

“How do you do it?”
               or
“You must be some kind of superhero!”
               or
“Wow- all this and you STILL look good? It's amazing!”

Instead, when I walked through the door, to my shock (and with a tad of disappointment), I saw that the house was pretty tidy, my laundry was folded neatly on a chair in our bedroom, and (I'm not kidding here) the bed was made! It was weird; On one hand, coming home to a clean house was a wonderful surprise, on the other, a voice in my head kept yammering, “Are you REALLY necessary? If everyone in the house can manage fine without you, what exactly is your purpose?”

Ugh. Depressing.

My spirits were lifted, however, when I gazed into Kyle's tired, burnt out eyes. “This weekend. Wow. I feel like...” He repeated something similar just before passing out in bed by nine.

THIS made me smile.

31 comments:

  1. hehe - sounds like you are appreciated at home.

    New follower from Mommy Blog Hop.

    Hope you can visit me at http://stephanieandadambaby.blogspot.com

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  2. LOL, when I go away, I come back to dishes, unmade beds etc. I don't know what would happen if I went away for any length of time.

    I am a new follower.

    I also have a GIVEAWAY. It is a one year supply of Water You Want that takes chlorine out of your drinking water one glass at a time. Great for traveling and restaurants.

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  3. Yeah, I kinda rock. Love you babe.

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  4. I am your new follower. You can follow me back at http://showmemama.com. Make sure you leave a comment so I know you visited.

    Have a great weekend
    ShowMeMama

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  5. I loved reading your blog it brought me back to when I had little ones at home and would leave them, which wasn't often enough, with family members. I think every Mom has the same feelings. I am your newest follower from the Monday Hops!
    Shawn

    www.coloradobeckers.blogspot.com

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  6. Thanks for stopping by Emma's Lunch , I'm following you back.

    I went away on business (granted it was for a whole week) and I took me 3 more weeks to get the house back in order...

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  7. oh and by the way, I'm your 100th follower :P

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  8. Yay! The big 100!
    (Am I famous now?)

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  9. hmmm not sure, but you are known to me ;)

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  10. lol, too funny. I remember calling my mom when I was younger and begging her to come home because Dad was ruining everything. :)

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