Last week I left my kids with my parents for three days and snuck off to Toronto to attend the She’s Connected conference. It’s the longest I’ve been away from the girls since babe number two was born. It goes without saying that I missed them, and that they missed me.
I got back into town Saturday night and I spent Sunday morning with two little beings pressed up against me, almost literally glued to me, arguing over which one of them was going to be hugging me or holding my hair. While it was cute at first, it was a bit much. It was hard to keep my patience, and try and remember how much I missed them when I was four hours away.
Ah, but the ways kids show you they missed you… the 19 month old has wanted to nurse non-stop since the moment I walked in the door. My husband and I walked in to my parents place to pick up the kids and Rocket yelled Daddy, Dada! and squealed with glee. Then she toddled over to me, pointed to a chair said Sit, Sit! and started signing Milk, while making lip smacking motions. Yeah, kid, the milk truck is back. And the Big Girl… Rainbow spent Sunday, and most of today driving me BAT SHIT by insisting that I do everything for her, blow her nose, put her socks on for her.. all the stuff she already knows how to do, but not only did she insist that today she needed Mom to do it, she also got mad at me for not doing it the way she does. Which had me tossing my hands up in the air and saying, “Ok, you do it then!”, which in turn would reduce her to whining and tears.
For me the biggest shock was coming home to find that I have two preschoolers. Where the heck did my baby go? Yes, at 19 months she is still nursing, but despite the fact that I often refer to her as “the baby” and think of her in those terms, she is so freakin’ big all of a sudden. Having her near me, growing day by day, it sort of slides by. Being away from the girls, even just for three days, was a shock to the system. I came home and took a look at them and noticed that my baby is definitely not a baby anymore. Suddenly she is much more of a preschooler then a toddler. When did her fuzzy soft baby hair turn into just normal fine hair? And I swear she figured out how to speak in full sentences while I was gone.
So yeah, it’s been a long couple of days. Anyone else come home to a room full of clingy strangers? Am I the only one wondering “What the hell am I thinking?”, as I plan to do this all again in a mere 10 days to attend Blissdom??