When I told my son I would not be coming home for one night he cried and when I spoke to him while I was away he had a go at me for going to
It did make me wonder whether you are able to be truly good, both at work and as a parent, it is certainly a juggling act! There is always something to feel guilty about and there is always someone wanting more from you.
I daren't tell my son I was going on an airplane as I am quite sure he would have hated me. He loves airplanes. My daughter on the other hand didn't seem to care either way, she was more bothered about whether or not I had brought them a treat back! She's a tough little cookie that one!
Getting ready in the morning without anyone around though was great! I even had enough time to catch the news in the morning before going to work. I had a massive fry up for breakfast (partly to fend off the incoming hangover from the night before) which was a real luxury for me!
The journey home was frustrating as I just wanted to see my family but within five minutes it was as if I had never been away. I am not sure yet whether this is a good thing or not.
I will have to spend more nights away but they shouldn’t be too frequent. I look forward to having some time to myself but when I get it all I do is fret about what might be going on at home. Despite the numerous phone calls home my husband remained polite when I asked him for the 100th time (slight exaggeration but not far off the mark!) how everyone was.
If you can get to