Daddy has been teaching at work this week so has gone in a little later than normal. This means he’s been leaving about the time I wake up normally. Unless I’m really tired, I wake up during his morning routine so I can be with him and say goodbye. What this has meant is that I’m up just a little early. This morning my son is off to school with his dad. I sat in bed and enjoyed the morning. I made coffee and masturbated thinking about the fun Daddy and I had last night. He had the evening planned and took advantage of me when I returned from dropping my son at his father’s. I’ll tell you more about last night in another post.

This morning was so nice. I feel like everything is right in my world. Daddy is home. I had a certain low level of tension resident in my mind constantly about him or my son. When I was with one, I’d wonder and worry just a little bit about the other. Are they okay? Are they happy today? Do they need me to x, y, or z? Typical ‘mom’ or ‘submissive’ cares and worries, I suppose, but it was always there. Daddy doesn’t like being alone and my son has issues with his father so either way, I worried a little. That’s life when you care about your loves.

This morning though, I still had those tethers out to both my men but the lines were quiet. I feel more at peace this morning knowing they are both with me now a majority of the time. Content and that all is good, everyone is okay, all my loves are taken care of for the moment.

I’ve noticed that tether since the minute my son was born. It was something I had not noticed until then, that constant care, that connection, that link to another person. I feel that with Daddy too. I’m not sure when in the past two years it grew but it is a thick, strong cable now.