(pretending he's beside me)
DH is gone to Virginia this weekend on a business trip, leaving me alone with seven kids. For some reason, I keep thinking of that line from the Incredibles that says, "You left Jack-Jack ALONE?!?" though I know the comparison is flawed. He started a new job a year ago that will require him to travel every few months to conferences, but this is his first one. He left Wednesday morning and comes home Saturday night. This will take some getting used to. I've been on my own before, but usually, it's because my crazy DH has taken a trip with three or four of the kids. In those cases, it's been a break. This time, I've missed him, and yes, all the work he does around here.
Not that I don't spoil myself when DH is gone. I've never liked cooking much, so it's the first thing to go when life gets stressful. Usually, if I don't get around to cooking something for dinner, DH will step in and make something wonderful. He likes to cook and I'm more than happy to let him. This time, we've had Papa Murphy's pizza for dinner twice and Chinese take-out once.
Bedtime is a bit trying, but at least it's only the younger four that need bedtime help. I love that I can just tell the 9, 7 and 6 year old to just "go to bed," and they do it. And I love that Joey and Lillian both like to help the twins to bed. They'll set up secret book hunts and have the twins search for the books they will then read to them. Lillian is much better at calming them down, mostly because Joey's a bit over-enthusiastic in his reading and ends up having the twins shrieking and jumping around instead of quietly lying down when he leaves the room.
Eliza is an awesome sleeper. Put her in her crib, hand her a pacifier and a stuffed animal, and she's out. It's a beautiful thing, especially since I remember the twins at this age climbing out of their cribs and bouncing off the walls instead of sleeping.
Harmony has not made up her mind whether to sleep at night or during the day yet, so I don't know what to expect. Last night was fairly good; I was up twice to feed her and she went back to sleep, but other nights she's been up for hours at a time and won't go back to sleep without a lot of trouble.
It's funny how much of a young mother's life revolves around sleep, isn't it?