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For the second year in a row, Tom took Miriam and Tai back East to visit his family over Thanksgiving, while I got to stay here with the dogs and take a break. It's pretty perfect all the way around - he gets to save money on a plane ticket and dog boarding and I get to indulge my introverted side to my heart's content - although I did miss the kidlets a bit. I caught up on sleep, reading, cleaning, organizing, socializing and even managed to squeeze in some work on my second draft.
Today everyone came back and the house is noisy and full again. Miriam spent about 2 hours total nursing... Tai wanted me to do everything with him. It was good to read him a story and curl up next to him for a few minutes as he fell asleep.
But it's also been a little difficult, as re-entry always is. Both kids were exhausted by 6, and Miriam had a tantrum for about the last 45 minutes before she went to bed. Tai didn't want to go out to pick out a Christmas tree, and we didn't feel like arguing with him. Tom was grumpy and checked out most of the time - on his phone and then watching TV.
I spent so much time mulling over who I want to be when I grow up (while they were gone and I actually had a chance to complete a whole thought at once) that it was hard coming back to who I have been... taking up that costume again. I feel off balance, a little strange. I find myself escaping after everyone else has gone to sleep - continuing my Doctor Who marathon. Whenever I'm overwhelmed I like to slip into another world for a little while. Heros, warriors, fighters. Going up against evil. Triumph of love. Then it'll be time to sleep and by the time I wake up tomorrow, I'll be ready to be who I'm supposed to be again. To welcome them home, again.
For the second year in a row, Tom took Miriam and Tai back East to visit his family over Thanksgiving, while I got to stay here with the dogs and take a break. It's pretty perfect all the way around - he gets to save money on a plane ticket and dog boarding and I get to indulge my introverted side to my heart's content - although I did miss the kidlets a bit. I caught up on sleep, reading, cleaning, organizing, socializing and even managed to squeeze in some work on my second draft.
Today everyone came back and the house is noisy and full again. Miriam spent about 2 hours total nursing... Tai wanted me to do everything with him. It was good to read him a story and curl up next to him for a few minutes as he fell asleep.
But it's also been a little difficult, as re-entry always is. Both kids were exhausted by 6, and Miriam had a tantrum for about the last 45 minutes before she went to bed. Tai didn't want to go out to pick out a Christmas tree, and we didn't feel like arguing with him. Tom was grumpy and checked out most of the time - on his phone and then watching TV.
I spent so much time mulling over who I want to be when I grow up (while they were gone and I actually had a chance to complete a whole thought at once) that it was hard coming back to who I have been... taking up that costume again. I feel off balance, a little strange. I find myself escaping after everyone else has gone to sleep - continuing my Doctor Who marathon. Whenever I'm overwhelmed I like to slip into another world for a little while. Heros, warriors, fighters. Going up against evil. Triumph of love. Then it'll be time to sleep and by the time I wake up tomorrow, I'll be ready to be who I'm supposed to be again. To welcome them home, again.