So this week I will leave behind my baby and big kid with my big husband and flew away to New York City for five glorious and exhausting days. However, I’m convinced that the five days leading up to leaving may be more exhausting than the five days I actually spend in New York. (That city makes me SO TIRED.) My husband works full time and I know he doesn’t have time to cook, clean, organize and run the house the way I do, not because he’s incapable, but because he’s gone 9 hours a day and doesn’t witness how I do a majority of things.
Meals have been made and left in the fridge with notes about which vegetable goes with which meal. The cats are stocked with a little sticky note above their food with a photo that tells Cody what kind they need and where to buy it and a gentle reminder to scoop and scoop often.
There’s printed instructions above the washer of how to wash and care for the diapers, but there’s no worries on the rest of the laundry, after a few early marital fights about shrunken sweaters we hashed out the laundry thing early on. He’s never really been around when I wash diapers, but with the instructions it should go just fine.
Once I get back from New York he and I will be leaving on a week long cruise, leaving my mother in law in charge of our kids and our house with one day of training. I’ve been trying to think ahead about what needs to be done, what needs to be explained and what needs to have detailed instructions not only for Cody while I’m gone, but for his mom as well, there won’t be any calling us up on the cruise ship to ask where the kitty litter is kept.
The girls have fun with their dad, it’s a welcome change of pace for all of us and it certainly leaves us all with a much deeper appreciation for how much the other one does for the family.
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