The Boy.
Let's summarize.
Now I work two jobs, totalling 56 hours a week. I'm tired. Sometimes I start to feel sorry for myself and how harried I am.
Then I think, 'OK bitch, change something' and I realize that I'm not that unhappy, exactly, just stressed. Life is looking more as I'd like it to.
But it's been many days. I miss my little boy.
That's the short update and the reason I haven't been writing.
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Yeah, kind of a sacrifice, but one that's probably good for you right now. Staying super busy and totally being in the moment when you do have a chance to spend time with your boy.
I would think that was pretty healthy.
Best wishes your way
Always helps to recharge my batteries, when I've been away from my little rug-rats for a while, I know that . . . When you see them again, their smiles seem brighter, their little rosy cheeks rosier, and their hands seem smaller and less sticky and gray than you remembered. Just focus on the squeeze he'll give you, when you're together again.
XO
That was, and still is, the hardest part for me, being away from my son. All I can do is to make the most of the time we do have together and love him as much as I always have. It doesn't really get easier, only more and more normal.
Hi WG,
Nothing is free.
Except those shampoo samples that come in the mail.
They're free.
XOXO
Chuck
I am sure that he misses you also. By the way how is the ankle kid. Try to keep busy and it will help to keep your mind off things...
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