I need motivation.
I need to hold the family fort for at least the next six weeks.
The hubby, DaddyS, is heading over to the United Kingdom for a working stint, for a minimum of six weeks, with a possibility of it being extended to two, even three months.
It was a bittersweet feeling as I watched him pack over the weekend. While I know this is a good career opportunity, I did not relish in the fact that he was going to be away for a long time. Thinking back, this would be the longest period we will be apart as a couple, definitely as parents. It is a sudden trip, and DaddyS had just a few days to prepare. We are lucky that we have our own parents and helper whom we can mobilise quickly to help out. But really, despite the ready help, it is not the same without him. I will miss him, the kids will miss him. Thank goodness for Skype and FaceTime, at least we can communicate digitally.
Looking at the time, DaddyS should be sitting in the plane now, waiting for take off. I wish him a safe trip, and to come back safely to us. We all miss him terribly.
In the meantime, I will be mummy and daddy to our kids during this period. It will probably zap more of my energy, but I believe I can do it. Ganbatte!
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