My presence here is an illusion.
I don't really exist.
Allow me to explain.
First Born may be nearly 2" taller than me and weigh nearly 2 stone more, but he's still my baby.
And later today he's going away with his school.
For 8 days.
It's like someone's sucked out my soul.
I'm mooning around with a constant feeling that I've forgotten something vital.
A savage cold has kicked in, which I can blame for the streaming eyes and nose, but we know better, don't we, my bloggy friends?
This is ridiculous.
He hasn't even gone yet!
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And it goes on, yep it does!
You'll always miss them but they usually come back and the "coming backs" are lovely!
My son went travelling for a year and the day after he went, I felt completely "hollow" but the hollow filled up with emails and phone calls and memories and the "coming backs" got nearer and nearer...
This is one of "those" moments ... the life moments we dread. But it does work out, I think. :-)
They unerringly remember where "home" is, and "home" is you.
A rather large baby on ski's?
Don't expect any sense from me for the next 8 days, folks. Brain's turned to mush ...
Preliminary examination of parental preparation of their fledglings for life out in the world. Yet to come: will they ever come back? will they ever leave? Who's that girl? Is she leading him astray? When are they going to have a baby? Welcome to the second stage of parenthood — watching that wind up toy perform on its own.
Same boat, Debi, though she is not first born, not taller or heavier than me -- the 8 days is the same. I am nonfunctional, oscillating between weeping and sickness.
And I am on day 1. Sleepness night last night worrying for every hour of the 22 hour coach journey, imagining everyting you must know I was imagining. She's there now, in one piece. I am a total wreck and this is going to continue until she is back in sight. Until then, nothing else is anywhere on my horizon.
'Skiing- wow. Siiiiick!!!' chorus the entire Lemon gang. He'll have the time of his life and you can concntrate on 1:1 with LG.
Poor LG.
...agh! You're scaring me, Debi! I hope you feel better soon :)
G&G - wind up toy? The wind up bit is certainly right ...
Maxine - empathise empathise! It's so quiet ... spooky ...
Mel & Minx - sick? Yes I am ...
Cailleach - not for while yet.
I'm sure he'll be OK. Hope you're feeling better soon.
Thanks, Marie. I'm sure too - but that's the rational part of me speaking.
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