I am headed back to work today from checking on my son and running a couple errands. The life of a mom and wife is one of many small things. My son is going through a very hard time with school. Dialing him in to this new phase of his life is proving challenging for me. I worry about him and am doing all I can to get him back to being successful and fulfilled.
Alternatively, Daddy and I are doing well at having our lives merged back together. We’re running errands together, doing projects on the weekends, and I do my best to cook dinner or plan dinner most nights. Daddy helps by smoking or BBQing meat on the weekend. Adding a roommate and my son to our joined lives has taken a toll on our sex life but I think the married life part is working well.
My work and Daddy’s work have both ramped up in the last several months. He has finished up his last position (mostly) and is moving into his new one. He is sometimes buried, sometimes stressed and sometimes elated at how they are receiving him and acknowledging his work. Generally, he is taking it all in stride and I’m doing my best to support him as I can.
I may take a new job. It would be more pay, but I love what I do and where I do it. It concerns me to move positions when my son is going through issues. We’ll see.
The lifestyle…well, it will come back. God, I hope it will. I have faith, mainly because I want it so badly and I know Daddy does too. It binds us together. It draws the best from us. It lights us on fire.
Patience girl, patience.