Nine to go. Last week was our first week with Matt away at New York. As you can imagine, it was a little bit more of a struggle, but things went pretty well, for the most part. Karol was noticeably missing him, though. What's worse is that she really can't express her feelings yet, so it all just builds into an emotional breakdown for her.
But we got a pleasant surprise - Matt was able to come home for the Father's Day weekend! We were originally going to go up and visit him in NYC, but the car has been having problems, and it was tons easier (and cheaper) for Matt just to take the bus down. We're hoping to be able to do this most weekends.
I can't put into words the difference having Matt home made for Karol. All I can say is that it was evident in her whole demeanor that she's just not at ease without Daddy around, and she's so contented and comfortable when he is.
Karol and Matt on the metro. Yes, she's totally a DC native.
We spent most of the weekend out and about, so next weekend I'm aiming to stay in most of the time and maybe utilize the lovely amenities at our apartment, like the pool. That is, if Matt's there. I'm certainly not going to attempt to take the kids to the pool alone!
This morning was...rough. Karol had a terrible time and was stalling leaving the house. She wanted to cuddle and read, but not until it was time to leave, of course. Once she got settled in at Lori's, she was fine, but I hate seeing her so upset. She was just terribly upset and I hate that I can't fix it. Maybe tomorrow morning I'll wake her up early and try to get some extra mommy-time in and see if that helps.
So the week got off to a rocky start, to say the least. Stay posted to find out how the rest of it goes!