Kevin has been traveling a lot this year. If I add it all up it comes roughly to a month and an half of him being gone this year, so far.
Surprisingly, I am OK with this.
Just before Beckham turned one, Kevin started his Masters program demanding he be gone 3 nights a week. I tell you what, I was a MESS those two years. The nights he didn't come home until 10:30 pm would send me into panic mode for most of the day, but especially at night. I did get really in shape, however, because I would bundle the kids up in the morning and go for an hour walk and then again during the time the Daddy usually came home. I couldn't stand to be in the house knowing he wasn't going to come home right then.
But now, he is gone for a week and I can take the kids, all of them to the store or to get Snow cones without so much as breaking a sweat.
Don't get me wrong, having him home is what I would choose, but I'm delighted to learn I don't fall apart anymore.
Something about having four kids really agrees with me. I am less stressed and have more Patience than I have with any other number of children. Weird, but true. I am more than content, I am joyful.
I am experiencing, and thankfully recognizing, that I now truly understand "feel the measure of your creation and find joy in your posterity"
Does that mean I never get frustrated, of course not. I'm sure I've blogged enough to prove it. But I am able to find the Joy easier and quicker.
Its good to be a mom. The best thing I've ever done with my life and I'm happy I know it!