Hanging in there really

So, I am hanging in there really.

Mark has been and gone a few times over the last week and a half and I am coping OK. Saying see you soon is getting easier (Less tears on my part).

I have to admit I do miss him terribly (I honestly don't know how couples do this all the time) but I am not as bad as what I thought. I kinda plunge myself into things to keep me occupied.

My house is VERY clean and I am getting through my paperwork, today was a bit of a non-event though, I got Harry ready for school and I was a struggle, we had tears over tracksuit pants believe it or not and after finally trying to negotiate with a 5 year old (Yeah right) I'd had enough, frazzled I drove him to school and he was still upset (That his tracksuit pants were in the wash).

To add to this, I was feeling very hormonal and I just couldn't stand the thought of leaving him at school after such a wretched morning, so I drove out of the school car park and gave him the day off. A little R&R never hurt anyone.

So we just hung out together & we went to the shops and tried to organise his costume for tomorrow's (Last day of term 2 fancy dress party. With not much luck with the Nursery Rhyme theme, I have taken the easy and uncrafty route and my 5 year old will attend school with a Bandaged head and a Bucket (Jack from Jack & Jill for those of you playing the home game). Not a fine parenting moment, but it is the best I can muster up with these energy levels.

Looking forward to tomorrow night when Mark is home for the weekend. Hopefully we won't get up to much, maybe a spot of fishing and just being a family, which sounds so perfect to me right now.