tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17409854.post110403138732768991..comments2023-08-01T09:59:56.087-04:00Comments on Major Bedhead: On The PorchMajor Bedheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17669161302510096751noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17409854.post-75304552679883704532008-08-19T17:55:00.000-04:002008-08-19T17:55:00.000-04:00I know how you feel! Whatever you do, don't call ...I know how you feel! Whatever you do, don't call home on your break and ask to talk to the kids unless, you've ALREADY heard their phone voice. I called home and talked to youngest and I realized that I'd never heard her phone voice before. I went into an ugly cry, with 2 minutes left of my break. I'm pretty sure when I pulled it together, I looked like I'd smoked a joint on my break.:( Not good. The great things about working for me is that they do miss me and I get more hugs and kisses when I'm around! Win-win!!<BR/><BR/>Hey don't sell your blog for less than 2 million. Okay? It's worth every penny!! <BR/><BR/>Best of luck and big hugs!!Green-Eyed Momsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10175981627284967050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17409854.post-90337849325915206892008-08-19T11:51:00.000-04:002008-08-19T11:51:00.000-04:00Aw, I'm sorry, girl. That's tough.Aw, I'm sorry, girl. That's tough.mamatuliphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02692442843330582571noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17409854.post-68167916594977598862008-08-19T09:27:00.000-04:002008-08-19T09:27:00.000-04:00((Julia))((Julia))Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17409854.post-46204412561629069342008-08-18T20:37:00.000-04:002008-08-18T20:37:00.000-04:00Yeah, hard — it gets better after a while, but the...Yeah, hard — it gets better after a while, but the first months after I went back to work, I would drive like a MANIAC to get home at 2:30 to see the kiddo again because I was just crazy-missing her.<BR/>But like the previous commenter, I do love when I pull up to the house and she's standing by the open window, and I get out of the car and she bellows "Hi Mommy!" for the neighborhood to hear.elizasmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14450026334750091569noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17409854.post-55570092535601871412008-08-18T14:38:00.000-04:002008-08-18T14:38:00.000-04:00I know what you mean exactly. And I've talked mys...I know what you mean exactly. And I've talked myself into finding solace in the fact that when I do see them after my work-time absence, their faces light up like they wouldn't if I were there all day. It's a small consolation, but one that helps me, even just a little bit.<BR/><BR/>Hug to you. That sucks and it's hard, and you're doing the best you can. You're doing the best you can. Don't forget that.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17409854.post-34270381776444259392008-08-17T20:23:00.000-04:002008-08-17T20:23:00.000-04:00Of course it hurts, silly! And I know this sounds...Of course it hurts, silly! And I know this sounds contrived and pat - but you'll appreciate them all the more when you're home.<BR/><BR/>Truth. I swear. <BR/><BR/>Until then. Hugs....lots of them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17409854.post-6322427001635028462008-08-17T11:22:00.000-04:002008-08-17T11:22:00.000-04:00read this. grabbed the two kids who are here and k...read this. grabbed the two kids who are here and kissed them so much I almost ate them. <BR/><BR/>which i needed because about 30 minutes ago, i wanted to give them away.<BR/><BR/>so uh thanks.MsPicketToYouhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12304288663203185972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17409854.post-42144926408467465552008-08-17T10:50:00.000-04:002008-08-17T10:50:00.000-04:00It's going to get better. This is an adjustment pe...It's going to get better. This is an adjustment period of a new kind of normal. New house, new job. There are positives to this...you hear less shrieking in the day perhaps?LauraJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16407359466001401500noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17409854.post-25852350420182254842008-08-17T10:24:00.000-04:002008-08-17T10:24:00.000-04:00It's hard to miss them - but then think how much m...It's hard to miss them - but then think how much more you like them when you're with them! :D I'm sorry the work starting and the moving coincided - that's torture! I bet work will be less tear-inducing when you're not drag-out tired from all the moving. :DDeahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07593766471744418635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17409854.post-12729956963166070682008-08-17T08:30:00.000-04:002008-08-17T08:30:00.000-04:00That must sting Bedhead. Congrats on the job anyho...That must sting Bedhead. Congrats on the job anyhow. That is a tough load, working AND parenting. Double Time.crazymummahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04663148723513574331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17409854.post-49145512396982027382008-08-17T08:17:00.000-04:002008-08-17T08:17:00.000-04:00Aw...that stinks! I hope ya'll settle into a rout...Aw...that stinks! I hope ya'll settle into a routine soon! Happiness!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02917754030861044929noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17409854.post-90175559058229766452008-08-17T08:03:00.000-04:002008-08-17T08:03:00.000-04:00"Oh, how we shall laught at the sorrow of parting,..."Oh, how we shall laught at the sorrow of parting, when we meet again."<BR/><BR/>-J.Jokehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05672407657347134623noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17409854.post-36179288375739916192008-08-17T03:38:00.000-04:002008-08-17T03:38:00.000-04:00Aw! Lots of hugs! Think of their smiling faces w...Aw! Lots of hugs! Think of their smiling faces when you scoop them up with loads of hugs in the morning!Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16707239750853070391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17409854.post-26946549950136208502008-08-17T02:24:00.000-04:002008-08-17T02:24:00.000-04:00((HUG))I know virtual hugs don't help much but I r...((HUG))<BR/><BR/>I know virtual hugs don't help much but I really wanted to try. <BR/><BR/>Take it easy.Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14508213573891885604noreply@blogger.com