B is taking classes for work three nights a week right now. Thankfully, he's almost done for the summer. But for now, it's pretty rough on everyone. I get sick of being a single parent three nights a week, and B's pretty sick of working eight hours a day, then going to class for another three. And W doesn't get to see his dad for a couple days at a time.
Tonight really reminded me how much I miss normal family time. When W and I got home tonight, B took him outside to play while I made dinner and painted a couple sample patches of paint on the walls in W's room and the nursery (I actually think we decided on colors. Yay!). We all ate together. Then the boys went back outside for a bit before B gave W his bath (which he begrudgingly does only because I can barely get my fat ass lowered to the floor to do it). We also all got to hang out a little bit before bedtime. It was great. I miss family normalcy. It'll be nice to have it back for like a week before I have the baby and throw everything off again.
Speaking of #2, he needs to get his developing little ass off of my left sciatic nerve. I can barely walk tonight. I'm also pretty convinced that my leg is going to collapse under me whenever I try to haul my almost-30-pound toddler up the stairs. I really wish he didn't want me to hold him so much. It's killing me.