So this week was the first time my husband has ever left on a business trip. Since the girls were born most nights, unless he has to work late, which does happen occassionally, we are blessed to have meals together and the girls get daddy time. At the start of the week I had so many things planned, a sleep over, trips to nana and papas, playdates etc. and then reality set in. Did I mention the girls started swim lessons last week? Well every year since our first who is now 3 started swim lessons someone has gotten sick, last year it was both of them and this year was no exception. It doesn't seem to be anything serious but the wake ups have started again and not having someone to watch them so you can run to the store or hit the gym etc. is for lack of a better word, hard! I got a glimpse of what it must be like for many single mothers out there, my feet are throbbing and I have never been so happy to crawl in bed at the ripe old hour of 8pm. He will have only been gone 7 days but I am proud that in those 7 days I was supermom, I walked the dog 2x a day, cooked every night, filled their days with fun and loved on them when they started feeling bad. Sometimes in the daily grind of sharing responsibilities I am guilty of being unappreciative to the person who truely needs it the most, my spouse. So if you are blessed enough to have one kiss him/her goodnight and say thank you.