It has been a crazy few weeks with house guests, vacation, Henry going to visit his dad, and now more house guests. It's been so crazy that it is 9:52 a.m. and Henry is still asleep (of course I peeked in to make sure he was sleeping and not dead, I'm just that kind of mom. The kind that is ruining her child by being overprotective and overbearing, according to some stupid article stupid people keep posting on the book of faces website).
Henry was sick when he was with his dad this past weekend and it was a complete and total nightmare of a day for me. The only thing worse than having a sick kid on your hands is knowing your kid is sick in someone else's hands. Also, given that the someone else is the other parent, you need to let go and let them make decisions about his health even though those decisions are waaaaaay different than your decisions would have been. This parenting thing is haaaaaard. This co-parenting thing is even haaaaaaaaaaaaarder.
Last night when Henry and I did cuddle minute before he went to bed, he cupped my face in his hands and got real close and said, "Mom-mom, I missed you! I was sad but now I'm not sad anymore." and I almost died. I do understand that his two statements could be completely unrelated. It is highly possible and even probable that his being sad had nothing to do with missing me but in order to survive this little life setup we have here, the one where he takes off every other weekend whether he wants to or not, I believe it's all okay because he isn't sad anymore when he's home with me.
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