A BIG thank you to all of you who were praying along with us. If you’ve ever had an animal as a companion, you know that even though life gets in the way sometimes, they always hold a place in your heart.
My husband is a traveler, and on the weeks he travels, it’s just me and the baby. (Can I still call a 9 1/2 month old a baby?)
When the Little Man was just a month old, my husband left on a work trip for 4 long days. I’ll never forget dropping him off at the airport and having that overwhelming feeling of “I’m alone.” We had our routines, but they weren’t good ones. I spent the week looking ahead one hour at a time. I couldn’t even think about how much (or how little) sleep I was going to have that day. I just had to survive with this little newborn for one week, and then my better half would be home to relieve me.
Looking back, that week was probably one of the longest of my life. Sadly, I haven’t told you half of it. That feeling of despair was how I felt with two sets of grandparents around! I don’t remember how often, but I called in the reserves several times. I looked forward to the grandmas coming over to let me shower or eat lunch. I would then try and have someone over for dinner each night until the Little Man would go to sleep. After spending the whole day nursing and rocking and crying, it was a huge sense of relief to have those short breaks for my own sanity.
As time has gone on, my husband’s continued to travel off and on for work, and I have to say I’m a little proud of how far I’ve come. I really don’t need help during a typical week. If I couldn’t find a sitter, I could easily cancel doctor’s appointments and go about playing with the Little Man from morning to night without any problems. I now have a pretty good routine going, and can look ahead a day or two without panicking.
But every once in a while, I’ll have a week like this one where I am taken back to those newborn days.
This week, our dog has continued to need around the clock care. On top of managing the babies routine, I’m having to nurse and care for Cooper; waking up before the Little Man to hand feed, change bedding, and give water to our dog. Throughout the day make sure he is still feeling loved and cared for in hopes this will help his recovery. Today I had to take him to another vet appointment. As I thought about what this would look like, I realized I was going to have to load the dog up into the car, then load the baby. Once we arrived at the vet, I was going to have to somehow manage to carry the dog and baby into the vet’s since our stroller wouldn’t fit into the back of my car with the dog kennel. And I can’t have the dog out of the kennel because he can’t stand, but tries to, and would hurt himself. . . all I kept thinking was “I don’t know how single moms do this!”
I am very blessed to have family on both my side and my husband’s nearby for situations like this. A simple phone call to my mother-in-law (and Diet Cherry Limeade bribe), and the whole appointment was instantly made easier. From emergency rooms to date nights, we always have people around to help. And even when extended family isn’t around, my husband is available to take a day off when I’m sick or need a hand to hold when my baby gets his shots.
So to all the Single Moms out there who provide for your family, take care of your household, make it to doctor’s appointments, and manage to spend quality time with your kiddos day in and day out without losing your sanity . . . you are my hero!
Today, Tim and I celebrate 7 years of marriage. Although this seems like a long time, we actually began dating 10 years ago, and have been friends for 12. Now that’s an accomplishment!
Recently, I had fun browsing through our photos over the last 7 years and thought it’d be fun to share a favorite memory with you from each year we’ve married. Some years it was hard to find anything worth noting, others was hard to pick just one!