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I don't know if I will ever get used to the fact that he is so far away. I know that over the next several years he will be moving every few years with his job so I think initially I just pretended this was temporary. I know I can really make like an ostrich when I choose to.
I just never saw myself as "one of those moms" you know the kind their children live cross county and they talk of flights in and out the same as if they were heading to Wally world...yet here I am and I just hate it!
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So I am working on the menu because I am just certain that he isn't eating properly! Last night we were chatting on the phone and I asked him if he was eating and his response was "Mom, I am 200 ripped pounds, I'm hardly wasting away." Uh huh...it is just as I thought, he weighed 5 lbs more back in October when he was home so I will just have to plump him back up. This is a familiar dance with us..when I see him I always think he looks too thin and he is immediately annoyed.
It will be so nice to have him home even if I can't seem to grasp he doesn't come home as my sweet little boy anymore. I love going to bed and knowing both kids are home. We will have a little to do for his birthday while he is here and probably catch up on some movies as a family. Of course he has his training to do and will want to catch up with all his friends so I will have to share him. He is a hugger so it will be nice to hear him call me Moms and get random hugs. Odds are he will make sure my car is washed and cleaned. It will be awesome until about Wednesday.
By Wednesday Mini will have begun to complain about the funk he leaves in the bathroom. The milk rings in glasses and crumbs on the counter will have begun to work on me. Let's not even talk about the pile of laundry he creates that rivals any 6 teen girls you know that will be making me crazy.
He will have a million errands to run (i.e. will drain several tanks of my gas) and will insist on standing at the kitchen island to eat 90% of the time. By Friday it will be fully realized that although it is great to have him with us that he is not my sweet little boy anymore but a brand new crotchety old man in training!
I think it is God's way of helping me turn loose and let him go again. Letting him go again will hit me on Wednesday and the rest of the visit I will dread it happening again....so now you can understand why it will be good until Wednesday. I won't really be that annoyed by all the little things he will do (not too annoyed anyway)...it is just my way of not thinking about letting go, again.