Posted on 11.2.09 at 3:56 pm
I’m guessing it’s because I’ve been away from home a lot in the past few months, but my girls are now asking me to stay home on a daily basis. It’s unusual because they generally don’t pay hubby or I any mind if one of us comes or goes, but lately, they get upset if I even leave to get my hair done. And mama needs to get her hair done. In the past couple of months I’ve been to Pittsburgh, Dallas, Bethany Beach, New York, Atlanta, and Los Angeles. So I totally know why they keep asking why Mommy always has to go to “meetings.” Along with everything else, balancing the travel aspect of my career and professional pursuits is becoming increasingly difficult. Of course, they’re totally fine when I’m gone…it’s just that I miss them. Terribly. And apparently they miss me too. Hubby and I are gearing up to go away for Thanksgiving since we never get to go away together. I’m already starting to feel a twinge of guilt about that.
Every.single.morning they ask me why I have to go to work. They plead with me to stay home. Try having your heart broken each weekday morning on your way to the metro. It sucks. Big time. I explain that I need to work to earn money so that we can pay for things like groceries and Hannah Montana boots. So, over the weekend Chatterbox came up with her own solution: “You can work at my school, Mommy! You can help Miss D. cut paper frogs.”
Oh how I wish I could.