A love/hate relationship
Who doesn't love Fridays? It's usually pretty nice to see the weekend come around. However, I'm even more delighted to see Friday come now. It means JT comes home! It was so fun this morning to share with Jeremiah that Daddy was coming home TODAY!!!
In the past, I've noted how I even enjoy Thursday evenings. Perhaps it's my addiction to ER (which will soon come to an end), but Thursday evenings have often signaled to me that the excitement of the weekend was soon to come. I felt a very big relief last night that I had survived the week. It wasn't too bad professionally, but plenty busy for what was supposed to be a light week with break.
That's the love part, now on to the not so lovey part. I have more recently (and back when I was younger) appreciated taking time on Sunday night to detox and gather myself for the week to come. I believed Sunday evenings were an important time to spend as a family. When I was younger we might go out for pizza or enjoy a quick grilled cheese dinner, but it was pretty certain we were together. In college, I was often one to get homework done on Friday evening or Saturday to ensure that I could relax and emotionally prep myself for the week ahead. That's when I loved Sundays. However, there have also been times when Sunday evenings brought the "Sunday Night Syndrome". After JT was home from college on a weekend in high school, or when we were together for a weekend when I was in Milwaukee, or even sometimes after we had been back home together when we were first married, I suffered from SNS. I would find Sunday night as a let down after a great weekend together. I think I may be headed back to those particular feelings on Sunday nights. They will mean packing him up and sending him back to Iowa without us for a few weeks to come. However, I'm hoping to treat my SNS with plenty of relaxing and not pushing myself to hopefully balance what I love and now will hate about Sunday nights.
On a separate topic, thank you to all of those that have called, e-mailed, etc. in the past week. You are all wonderful. Also, please know that I'm open to suggestions on how to pass the time, help Jeremiah deal with the separation or generally cope. What I wasnt' doing well with was people telling me how I should feel or what I should or shouldn't share with my husband. In my opinion, those are very personal things and each person deals differently. So, anyways, bring on the coping hints! I'm open to those...and I'll do my best to filter any ideas/advice that I'm not so agreeable or open to. Thank you all for your friendship!
In the past, I've noted how I even enjoy Thursday evenings. Perhaps it's my addiction to ER (which will soon come to an end), but Thursday evenings have often signaled to me that the excitement of the weekend was soon to come. I felt a very big relief last night that I had survived the week. It wasn't too bad professionally, but plenty busy for what was supposed to be a light week with break.
That's the love part, now on to the not so lovey part. I have more recently (and back when I was younger) appreciated taking time on Sunday night to detox and gather myself for the week to come. I believed Sunday evenings were an important time to spend as a family. When I was younger we might go out for pizza or enjoy a quick grilled cheese dinner, but it was pretty certain we were together. In college, I was often one to get homework done on Friday evening or Saturday to ensure that I could relax and emotionally prep myself for the week ahead. That's when I loved Sundays. However, there have also been times when Sunday evenings brought the "Sunday Night Syndrome". After JT was home from college on a weekend in high school, or when we were together for a weekend when I was in Milwaukee, or even sometimes after we had been back home together when we were first married, I suffered from SNS. I would find Sunday night as a let down after a great weekend together. I think I may be headed back to those particular feelings on Sunday nights. They will mean packing him up and sending him back to Iowa without us for a few weeks to come. However, I'm hoping to treat my SNS with plenty of relaxing and not pushing myself to hopefully balance what I love and now will hate about Sunday nights.
On a separate topic, thank you to all of those that have called, e-mailed, etc. in the past week. You are all wonderful. Also, please know that I'm open to suggestions on how to pass the time, help Jeremiah deal with the separation or generally cope. What I wasnt' doing well with was people telling me how I should feel or what I should or shouldn't share with my husband. In my opinion, those are very personal things and each person deals differently. So, anyways, bring on the coping hints! I'm open to those...and I'll do my best to filter any ideas/advice that I'm not so agreeable or open to. Thank you all for your friendship!
posted by MJ at
12:17 PM
3 Comments:
Ahh "Sucky Sundays" is how they are referred to in the Tjardes-Noyd camp. I think I have had this conversation with either you and/or John. We can relate. We continue to pray for SNS to be relatively short-lived. When you get to the other side of the SNS you learn to really fall in love with Sundays all over again :)
Enjoy the weekend, and hopefully the weeks continue to go fast.
Oh, as for Jeremiah not understanding the concept of time for when John will be back... my friend and her daughters use "How many sleeps until..." Eric and I thought it was cute so we started using the concept too. As part of bedtime routine, you can talk about how many "sleeps" until Daddy comes home. He still may be a little young to get it but it might be worth a try.
By
Jano Fabulous, At
3:44 PM
Have a nice weekend.
By
badger girl, At
3:56 PM
webcams! Maybe JT can read a book of Jeremiah's to him at a certain time each night. Michael was gone a lot with work when Graham was Jeremiah's age, so I know how tough it is to cope. I would suggest to use technology to its fullest, webcams, videos from cell phones, pictures etc!!! Keep telling yourself, it is only temperary, atleast that is what I keep telling myself!!!
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the Voelker's, At
9:59 AM
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