So after a couple years of not leaving the kids, it kinda became a habit. Like two years ago when some mandatory training came up at work. I just kinda delayed getting scheduled and the classes all filled up. Then I got promoted and it became a non issue. But then I found out about some mandatory training for my new position and even though my son had gotten old enough that it no longer seemed inconceivable, I kinda sorta delayed scheduling that one and those classes filled up too. So the issue never really came to a head. Until October.
That's when I heard about a can't miss conference in my field scheduled for the first week of December. No one's making me go. My office really isn't like that. But not going would essentially mean forfeiting a spot at the top of the food chain. Because all the top dogs go to the conference. I like to pretend I'm a top dog so I knew the jig was up on my travel avoidance.
I never mentioned my no traveling thing at work. Not because my office is anti motherhood or anything like that. It just seemed like a bad idea to advertise an area in which someone else might be more flexible than me. Better to let it be a fun surprise instead!
So anyway, this will be a big week for me. Two whole days of not seeing their faces. Three bedtime tuck ins without me. My husband's already bracing himself for the potential onslaught of teary phone calls.
I'll be fine. And I'm pretty sure I actually mean that. I know even mentioning the issue makes me a big whiny baby complaining about a stupid middle class issue that plenty of people wouldn't even consider a problem. I also like to remind myself that my husband's traveled a lot in the last year. I'm looking forward to
My solemn oath is to not cry. But I reserve the right to blink rapidly and dab with a tissue if necessary. A margarita with dinner might not hurt either. Later!