Sometimes my anxiety makes me miss the fun part of us being a family again. My kids have been making it hard on him lately by asking questions such as :did you fall in love with mom when you saw her? only mom dad right? glad you are back home, we are good all together, etc etc. They say nice things but I am sure he feels awful. Or at least a little awkward. Especially because it's not me making these comments.
I think the kids are now starting to question how permament this sitch is. They are afraid to relax. Just like I am. It has been a process to piece this M together. From 1 to 10, I think we have reached 4. Long ways to go still...
