Smitten

As you all know, my mister is out traveling with junior for 10 days now. I do miss my men.

In case you are wondering, I'm actually doing quite swell here: it's peaceful and quiet here ALL THE TIME, and mama got to enjoy Madison 100% with zero distraction, not to mention that a few chick flick parties and some sisterhood bonding dinners were relaxingly and effortlessly thrown at the pad...

BUT

I REALLY miss my mister.

I miss junior alright, but thinking of what is ahead of me when he comes(storms) back, it somehow subdues that very intense motherly longing in me.

But with Matt, that intense wifely longing just won't go away.

For the first few days after he left, I think I was mildly depressed.

Like some smitten high school teenager, I wandered around the apartment aimlessly, glancing over the phone furtively, waiting for my beloved to call.

I even wrote him mushy emails. (I hope the contents won't survive for our progeny as they maybe a wee bit too scandalous for their taste...)

And for the first few days, I couldn't do the following on my own:

Going out for walks (coz Matt and I take our walks together all the time and the activity reminds me too much of his absence)
Going into town (coz it reminds me too much of our date nights and again, his current absence)
Watching movies (coz we do that together, too, and he did all the setting up of the screen and projector)
Eating fruit after dinner (coz that's our couple ritual after the kids are down where we sit and chat)
Going to bed (coz we snuggle every night. Solution to my sleep problems? I bring Madison in to sleep with me...yeah, I know, not a very good idea...)

And some things are still sorely missed around here:

My big fat foamy decaf latte that my hubby is so pro at making for me (which I can't reproduce so I have been latte-less for 10 days already)
My phone buzzing 50,000,000,000 times a day because Matt's texting me every 5 seconds throughout the day
The hugs and kisses
The conversations
The foot massages
and even
The spontaneous peeking when I'm showering and other disturbing things he does on a regular basis (don't ask).

And thinking how he courageously and longsufferingly volunteered to travel on a 20-hour journey with an almost-four-year-old, just to relieve me for two weeks and to make his parents smile, I almost have tears in my eyes of how blessed I am to have him as my husband.

To top that off, even in the midst of ultra chaos and frenzy to prepare for the trip, he secretly and thoughtfully packed our 35mm wedding negatives with him to the States to digitize them so that he can enamor me with such a romantic gift on our fifth anniversary this year. The effort doesn't seem to be successful(this is why I found out about it) because our film molded(such is life and the humidity in Singapore. We stored the negatives in the fridge and they still managed to mold), but the effort itself is better than gold...

So now you know why I miss my mister so much. He is my faithful friend and constant companion, and plainly a very cool husband.