It’s just you and me again this week. Your mom is off to California to attend your tai po’s funeral.
I was too busy living normal life to realize there was some underlying anxiety about watching you on my own. It wasn’t until your mom walked out the door that it hit me I’m solely responsible for you for the next few days. That feeling didn’t last long – it was more of a rush of feelings that washed over me.
But when I picked you up from nursery and we got back home, that’s when it really hit me that your mother was gone. I know she’s only gone a few days, but I couldn’t help but feel so sad and lonely without her there! Perhaps it’s because every time I look at you, I see her…after all, you are half of her I suppose!
I tried to avoid bringing up the fact that mama was on the plane to California in fear of you having a meltdown or something. But you know what? It never happened. You were very matter-of-fact and mature about it. Yet I could tell from your actions that you missed her. You chose to read books about airports and airplanes, you used your toys to recreate journeys you had with your mother, you kept telling me I didn’t do something as well as mama did it.
Well, here’s to having more father-son bonding time this weekend! Maybe I’ll learn how to build those Grimm’s stairs as well as mama does by the end of her trip :D