I miss my husband.

I do...SO much.

The other day, something reminded of us or when I was pregnant, and we had cinnamon rolls every Saturday morning for breakfast. Hailey spent the night with nan & pap every Friday night, and had ever since she was a baby. Seth I would have the whole evening alone, to hang out, watch tv, go out to dinner, whatever we wanted to do. And we woke up Saturday morning whenever we wanted, to nothing but the sounds of our own breathing. I would preheat the oven, we would watch some National Geographic or whatever junk was on tv, and we would hang out & eat our cinnamon rolls. Hailey usually came home between 12-1pm on Saturday afternoon.

We had SO much time together, now looking back. He worked from 5am (or 7am, it depended) to 3pm. He was off work SO early, and had the entire evening to spend with us...every day. It was amazing. Now, through the week he generally works something like 2 to midnight. He goes days without seeing Hailey...and I go to bed alone. Weekends, he works 6am-4pm. He does get 2 days off a week, most the time. But with his wild hours, it seems like we have NO time together. The time we could have together early in the afternoon sometimes gets cut short because Hannah & I have playdates & other things to take care of.

I just really miss him. When he has a day off, and we actually get to spend it at home together, its so great. We just LOVE being together. It doesnt matter what we do. Sit on the couch, side by side & watch our favorite shows, play Yahoo pool on our computers (in the same room as each other), watch whatever Netflix movie we have laying around, take a hot bath together, or just sit around & talk. It never matters, as long as we are together, we are happy. We get along so great, we are truly best friends. We just dont get sick of seeing each other, and didnt even when we HAD alot of time together. We cant get enough of each other. Now that Seth works so much, I feel so empty at home without him. Im SO used to taking the kids everywhere alone, and doing things by myself, putting them to bed alone, going to bed myself alone, eating dinner alone, Im just used to all of this...but I hate it. I get so sad when he leaves for work...I feel like such a huge part of me is gone. We joke about finding a way to be rich so both of us could stay home, but it'll never happen. We'd love nothing more than to all 4 be together all day as a family. That would be just perfect...