It's been 12 days since hubby went back to work and I've been 1 against 2. It's definitely been interesting, exhausting, challenging, busy, overwhelming to say the least. But I've got to say I'm well impressed with myself. I've managed to keep us all fed and alive. So what that we had hot dogs three days in a row and some nights 4 hours sleep is an accomplishment or that some moments I've cried louder than the kids.
It's been a huge adjustment for all of us. Lance has had to learn to share attention and wait for things. We've had good days with lots of quality time while Skye has been sleeping. He's been very helpful in putting stuff away, helping out wherever he safely can. And some more challenging days with tantrums and doing the opposite of what I asked him to do. Testing the boundaries in every way possible. I'm just trying to make sure he knows he is still just as important and special to me.
Skye is healthy and growing each day. She's had to be left in her cot crying while I've dealt with Lance from time to time. It was really tuff and listening to your baby crying for you is heartbreaking. But I realised that Lance deserves for me to be present when I'm helping him and for me to listen to what he's saying, even if it means Skye is on her own for 5 minutes.
So to sum up we are all alive and we are all trying to figure out our new normal!
We take one day at a time, since no two nights are the same.
Xx
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