Rob travels with his job and I've come to accept that, but this time around has been a killer. It seems that inevitably something always happens when he's gone. One time it was the swamp cooler that broke down, another time a couple years ago it was the little valve on the toilet that broke and there was water everywhere. We've had trips to the ER and this time around has been the 24 hour stomach flu for us all. Can I just say that cleaning up throw-up and poop isn't my idea of a good time. Jack got sick first right after Rob left, then it was my turn and I thought we were out of it and tonight at dinner Parker had his turn all over Jack and I. Dealing with sick kids and being sick yourself is no fun, not to mention being a single-parent while doing it.
What I've come to learn and appreciate is, that being a single-parent is really, really hard and I am SO thankful I don't have to do it full-time. I also am SO grateful for the amazing support system that I have. Family and friends are my only sanity when Rob is so, so very far away. I have come to dread these long trips for Rob, not only because they are hard on him, but I just keep thinking what will happen this time. Enough complaints- time to re-wash the kitchen floor, change the laundry and take a shower!