My husband came home for about thirty hours yesterday afternoon. It was a really good time being together as a family for a short while. When I dropped him off at the airport this afternoon, though, I totally broke down crying as I drove away. It was very unexpected, though I wasn’t too surprised. I’m tired to start, so my emotions are quickly to respond in general. Then I’m in a very difficult situation of being almost entirely on my own with our baby for eight+ months, to now, another three months of being fully on my own with her. It sucks. I want to be with my husband. And that isn’t an option right now. And that really sucks.
Post-a-day 2026
hannah ananas 