Kudos to all the single parents out there. I don’t know how you do it.

I know I couldn’t do it. When my husband is away, I just can’t seem to relax (though I always seem to be sleepy).

Everything is a bit harder, a bit more frustrating, and a bit less fun. I am blessed with lots of supportive family, but I still feel the crushing weight of the responsibility that is my children.

My girlfriend swears that in every couple there is a “nice” one and a “mean” one. I’ll let you guess which one I am. (No comments from the peanut gallery please.)

So when daddy! daddy! daddy! comes back tomorrow night, there will be much rejoicing. We’ll all be a little happier, and we’ll breathe a little easier. We’ll be back to being a family again.