Co-parenting can suck! My sugar-plum fairy is on her holidays with her daddy seven days now. So that’s seven whole days since I last seen her. And it will be another two before I can squeeze her little face again. I talk to her pretty much everyday on the phone but in fairness our phone calls consist of her asking me what ‘surprises’ have arrived in the post for her and then her telling me ‘i’ll let you go now’ like she has better things to be doing.
Even though she’s less than an hour away I miss her dreadful. She’s having a ball, she has the freedom to play and explore. She’s going on loads of adventures and making amazing memories with her extended family for years to come.
The house is so quiet, like super quiet, I miss her squeaky little voice, her demands, and I miss her midnight cuddles. Even with Frankie here, the house is so lonely during the day. Painting, cooking, bath time and play in general just isn’t the same.
Frankie is lost without her, he’s wobbling around the house calling her name. He hasn’t a clue where she’s gone. He’s loitering around her bedroom, chewing her teddy (don’t tell her that, there’ll be murder) and cuddling up on her leaba. If I mention her name he smiles and looks to the door. Today when she rang to say hello and he sobbed when she started talking. He is genuinely missing her, it just shows the beautiful bond they have together.
A downside of her not here is having to get my own nappies, wipes, soothers, bottles etc. Frankie doesn’t get the whole I’ll count and see how quick you are because he’s one, but he did get the remote for me this morning. In fairness I’ve been able to get plenty of rest and quality one-on-one time with little man so it’s not all bad. And we managed to do up her bedroom today so she’ll have loads to look forward to coming home on Sunday.
So it’s only two more sleeps, probably the longest two sleeps but yeah she’s never going away for nine days ever again!
Image credit Berit Alits during our Day in Family Life shoot.