Why is it that when my children go to Grandmas' for the weekend, when I drop them off, my heart is about to break into pieces, but when it is time for them to come home, I'm not ready? Seems like just when I am remembering who I am as a person, not just a mom, and who D and I are as a couple without children, they are back? I'm not complaining, something felt right last night with a little person snuggled up next to me. But I wonder.....
Also, I would like to know why we were always late to events before children? Did we just have our heads up our you-know-whats? We're actually reasonably on time now and life is more complicated. Deep thoughts.
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