I have always thought of myself as a pretty independent person. I like to do things by myself and I am overall capable. Well, after the boys left on Friday I thought I would blow through my list of projects around the house that I have been wanting to get done. I mean why not, with only one kiddo home who is generally happy to just sit and play in the same room as me I totally could manage. Well, Saturday I did all the cleaning and got the yard work done. Sunday was laundry and then today little brother and I went to a park and played. Then it hit me, just this sinking feeling like I was missing something, yes; I know I am missing my boys but it felt like a part of my body was gone. Hubby tried to be nice about it but I was driving him bonkers, he told me to just sit down… what me sit down!?! No, that does not happen! I am not a sit down kind of mom, I wake up in the morning and then sit down at dinner and then lay down at bedtime. Sitting is not my forte! The best way to sum it up is that my heart is missing my boys and if I keep my hands busy then maybe the missing them will be lessened.
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