So, on mother's day: true mommy confessions time. Its always kinda funny to me how other people perceive things.
Recently, on my facebook account I have been posting pics of what we are out doing. Its mostly for the Hubs, if he is out of town, he can look at my facebook or blog and it gives him a way to talk with the kids as though he was there. We have had to make jumps in technology to make sure that we all stay on the same page as a family with his crazy schedule.
This is not because I am some kind of supermom ... really, I am more of a desperate mom. You know that saying, "desperate times, call for desperate measures" that pretty much sums up my feelings on this. When Brian has a normal schedule, so do we. But when Brian has a crazy schedule I go to PLAN B.
See, when I know that Brian isn't coming home or is working crazy hours (like all the time?) I have a choice. Option A: keep the kids busy at home, listen to 1001 versions of "he touched me", clean up the same messes 50 times and slowly drive myself crazy. OR option B: take the kids somewhere really fun, pack a lunch, distract them (and me) from thinking about daddy being gone, since we are out of the house no one can mess it up, have a little fun and keep my sanity.
Usually I opt for Option B, and my guilty secret is that it might be the only thing that has kept me sane.