I have just had a wave of sadness wash over me as I was doing some washing up - I know, that's enough to make anyone sad! In all seriousness though, its so strange how these things just hit you when you least expect it. I just realised, I miss my family so much. I know nobody has gone anywhere, but we haven't seen my parents now for over 5 weeks. Never since Toddler R was born 37 months ago have we spent so long apart, despite the 3 hours of motorway between us. And we have another 12 days to go before we will finally see them again.
I miss seeing my parents' faces light up when the kids do something new. I miss being able to relax a bit more knowing there are more pairs of hands and eyes around. I miss the stolen hours of peace and quiet here and there when my parents take one or both of the kids off for a bit. I miss the chats, the laughter and the banter. It just all seems so carefree, and so distant.
I am really struggling with wishing time away, when every moment of Baby R's first year is so so precious and fast running out. But I am sooooo looking forward to November 5th, the fireworks will be very special for us this year.