With the husband away on a 2 1/2 week business trip, I am finding myself more and more fatigued. While some may use this opportunity as “me time”, I, on the other hand, am the complete opposite. While I still continue to teach barre (which drives me to the point of just enough exhaustion, but not quite drained), it’s the ‘being-home-alone’ factor that gets to me. Plus the fact that I have to cook my own meals now, drive myself to doctor’s appointments and do all the household chores. Not that I mind, because I enjoyed doing all that when I was single. I suppose these last 20+ weeks of spoiling from my husband has, well, spoiled me.
Coming home to an empty house with no one to converse with is not exactly a pleasant experience especially to someone with child. (I blame it on the pregnancy hormones). And yes, while technology makes distant communication much more bearable, it can never replace human touch.
And so I shall continue to count the days upon his return… in the meantime, I will have to be content with Ruca’s hugs and kisses. AND the baby’s constant nudges.