And then the blues punch me in the face. I am a die hard romantic when I am hit by the blues ok.
So today the husband left for India again for 2 weeks. We had a mini date in the morning at the airport sans the kids. I didn't burst into tears while saying our see you laters. The lack of sleep and lethargicness prevented me from going all overly dramatic with the tear jerky drama series I guess.
The mother once again brought up the subject about bringing the kid back to her place over the weekends. This has been an ongoing debate for over 3 years. I never give in. I dissapprove totally each time but strangely today I caved in. Probably from being too tired or the too many emotions going on at the same time that I zombie-ly agreed. I then consoled myself after realising what I just did. Sobs. I told myself that this would be good for the kid to learn about separation but hey who am i kidding, probably it is i that needed that 101 lesson on being away from loved ones. Clingy mom alert yo. The kid's reaction? She was overjoyed of course to be able to be around her bff, in this case her grandma.
I suck the clingy mommie's tears in. I am channeling all posivity to possess me tonight.