I'm sure that the longer Tiger works away the harder it gets for all of us. FFS.
Tiger hates being away and we hate him being away. FFS.
We all love the time he's home though. And we know that we get to spend more time with him now that he's working away. If he worked locally he'd get four days a month off. Working away he gets fourteen days a month off. No comparison really. FFS/Not FFS.
If only Chai could understand this. FFS.
For the last few swings, when Tiger has been away Chai sticks to me like glue. FFS.
Literally sticks to me. FFS.
He is always touching me. FFS.
And I mean always, even when I'm on the loo. FFS.
The only time he isn't touching me is when I'm in the shower. He stands at the shower door and watches. FFS.
I'm constantly tripping over him because he's either right in front of me or right behind me. FFS.
Even when he's sleeping he's stuck to me. FFS.
We have a king sized bed however Chai and I take up less than the room of a single bed. FFS.
His head is on my pillow all night. FFS.
I really struggle to cope with it, I just want a bit of space where he's not on me but he's really not at an age where I can get him to understand that without upsetting him. Clearly he's like that cause he's upset about Tiger being away and I don't want to make it worse by telling him he can't touch me, but FFS, give me some space!
Added to that, this week he's really, really missed his daddy. FFS.
No matter how busy I've kept him, he spends a great portion of his day crying for daddy. FFS.
I'm so over it. FFS.
I've tried everything I can think of and it doesn't help. FFS.
Monday I arranged to catch up with an old work friend who I haven't seen for about 10 years. Not FFS.
Naturally, that was the day Eljay decided to wake me up at 4.30am and Chai at 5am. FFS.
This meant that when we were leaving to meet my friend, Eljay was ready for his sleep. FFS.
We went anyhow. Not FFS.
It was so, so lovely. She hasn't changed a bit, I really enjoyed seeing her and Chai had a great time playing with her son. Not FFS.
When we got home I was hoping Eljay would have a long sleep. He slept for an hour. FFS.
Tuesday I decided to take the boys to the park to get us out of the house. We had a few things to do first, so we did our running around then drove to the park. The last five minutes of the drive were wonderfully peaceful but it wasn't until we got there and I turned around to talk to the boys that I realised they were both sound asleep. FFS/Not FFS.
So I drove home, parked the car in the garage, opened the car doors, left the door to the garage open and went inside to have lunch. Not FFS.
I ate nearly all of my lunch before the boys woke up. It was blissful. Not FFS.
I didn't have to share anything, have Chai pretending to breastfeed from my arm or trying to cuddle me, feed Eljay at the same time etc, I just ate. Heaven. Not FFS.
Wednesday I thought it was Thursday and got very disappointed when I realised it was only Wednesday. FFS.
Thursday I thought it was Wednesday and then I had a mad panic last night when I realised it was Thursday and I hadn't done my FFS Friday post. FFS.
I'm so confused. FFS.
If you'd like to read more whinges, head over to Sarah's blog. I keep forgetting to add my link to her FFS Friday post and now I can't find the cute little FFS Friday button, I'm sure it's there somewhere.
