I am constantly being asked when his daddy is coming home and we go through endless times of him "talking " to his daddy on the phone.
Anyway when daddy is away I am smurfs best friend in the world...I do everything for him, and we have a little mutual admiration society all of our own....however the trouble starts the minute daddy walks of the plane.....mummy is no longer the be all and end all, in fact mummy is of absolutely no use at all. daddy has to do everything, dress, him, read to him, play with him, put him to bed.....everything in-fact that I normally consider my job. We went shopping today and even the hand holding as we wandered round Waitrose had to be done by daddy.
Its lovely to see my smurf and my OH being all snuggly and spending time together, since it is obvious that smurf misses his daddy when he is not here, but it made me wonder today, what did I do with all the time I had before I had him, before I had to jump to his every wish...I remember I used to love making cards, love reading...so I have decided instead of feeling sorry for myself when I become surplus to requirement I am going to discover just what it was I used to do with my free time.