I'm gaining a new found respect this week for single mothers. As my husband is off at a B&B in Georgia at some computer-nerd class, I am alone with my three kids under three--my youngest only 7 weeks old and still waking me in the middle of the night with her incessant need for calories.
I think so far the worst part is that there's no one to snuggle up to at the end of the day, no one to tell me I'm doing a good job; or that even when I feel like merely a disgruntled, un-showered mommy, someone still finds me sexy.
Come back to me, Husband! Parenthood is not meant to be a one-man(woman) show!