...We'll call this one "What you do when your husband, 50 percent of your manpower, is gone for six whole days and six whole nights."
1. You rise before the sun, before the children, before the dog to prepare yourself for the day ahead
2. You try to follow the rule of new parenthood to, "Nap when they nap." But instead of napping you spend 45 minutes laying in bed thinking about all you could have accomplished with those precious 45 minutes. You fall asleep five minutes before you hear your child screaming, with drool down your chin and sheet marks across your forehead. It was a hard five minutes.
3. You try to explain the difference between Gracie and Charmer to a friend when it finally hits you: Charmer was a person. Gracie is a dog. Charmer never liked other dogs, Gracie does. Charmer never chased her tail. Gracie does this to find her tail (she swears it's in there somewhere):
4. You take snapshots and send a ridiculous amount of pictures to your husband. This is not meant as a guilt trip. At all.
5. You take your kids to swimming and send ridiculous amounts of videos to your husband. This is not meant as a guilt trip. At all.
6. You write lists, cross things off, get things done.
7. The highlight of your week is not successfully single parenting two children, keeping the dog alive, and not setting the house on fire, or planning one of your biggest work events, or turning 35, but rather when your local farmer's "Our Tomatoes" sign pops up on Wednesday. Let the cheese and tomato sandwich season begin.
8. You spy on your little boy visiting Kindergarten. Kindergarten.
10. You rejoice when your little family reunites to celebrate the success of Team Mustache and all those who supported us.