Heartbreaker

January 7, 2009 — 2 Comments

Tuesday morning (since it is now Wednesday) I came home from work and the kids were up watching TV while waiting for breakfast that Grandpa was taking care of. I walked in the door and an Kendra yelled “MOMMY’S HOME! MOMMY’S HOME! MOMMY I MISSED YOU!” Yes she usually gets excited as I come home from work and runs to me for a great hug but not until this past morning has she ever said that she missed me.  The more I thought about the more heartbroken I was. She is used to spending time with me and over the past week she hasn’t had that time. Last week I was sick for a few days, unable to hold, kiss, or cuddle her (mostly for fear that she would catch the bug that I had). Once I recovered I needed to get things done around the house that hadn’t been done and finish the last of my Christmas shopping. There she again fell to the wayside. Not to mention that Ephriam had his therapy that I was trying to watch and take care of her but again she was not in Mommy’s spotlight. Today after I got up it was time for lunch and naps. After naps I had to finish up some school work, fix dinner, and then go to school. Still no time to cuddle and kiss her like she would like. Tomorrow however will be a different day. Tomorrow Kendra is going to do things WITH Mommy. Things that Mommy doesn’t usual allow her to do. Play with scissors, tape, and wrapping paper (have to finish wrapping gifts for our last Christmas celebration.) Mommy is then going to play babies, barbies, and color till it is time to fix lunch. Mommy is going to give her the time that she has been asking for and been so patient to have.

Kendra, Mommy misses you too baby. I want you to know that you are important and that the house work can wait for another day. Mommy also misses Ephriam too. She wouldn’t forget him either. You are precious to me baby. I know that going back to school has been rough on us but when it is over it will give us more time together. Mommy will be able to do things like class feild trips, bake sales, and other things. Mommy will be there for the years that you will remember the most and yet will be able to help provide us with the money we need to do it all. I am looking forward to a grand day with you tomorrow pumpkin. For now it is REALLY late and Mommy must shower and go to bed. You sleep tight yourself so that we can have a lot of fun.

Love,

Mommy

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2 responses to Heartbreaker

  1. That’s precious. Sniffle, sniffle. Here’s a poem for you.

    Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth
    empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
    hang out the washing and butter the bread,
    sew on a button and make up a bed.
    Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
    She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.

    Oh, I’ve grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue
    (lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
    Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
    (pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).
    The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew
    and out in the yard there a hullabaloo
    but I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo.
    Look! Aren’t her eyes the most wonderful hue?
    (lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).

    The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
    for children grow up, as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
    So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
    I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.

    By Ruth Hulburt Hamilton, 1958

  2. I can totally relate, I went thru the same thing last week when I was sick. They don’t understand why mommy isn’t around as much and doing the things they usually do but we have to do it to protect them. It is very hard but it is nice to see how much they miss us afterwards, isn’t it? We can always make up for it later with lots of hugs and kisses and extra time. Yes, the housework can wait! Enjoy the time with your family this weekend and hopefully we can get together soon!

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