Well, it's official. Mr. Daddy is back to work. Making $300 less a week than what he was making, but these days, that's a lot better than what most people are offering, if anyone is offering at all. The next six weeks will be training in the stores around Indy, then once the main man figures out where Mr Daddy fits best and where he needs him, he'll have a permanent place to call work. I'm crossing my fingers that he gets the store that's 10 minutes from us. That's where he's worked this week, and it's been nice. He's been able to take lunch and come home to visit, spend a little time with the boys and eat lunch. Bug isn't handling his return to work too badly, but Thursday evening, he had a meltdown of massive proportions, then eventually told me, "I just miss my daddy, and that's why I'm so upset." I'm glad he can explain to me what's going on in that head of his. At the same time, it saddened me. He's gotten used to Mr Daddy being home for the last 6 months, playing with him daily, and just generally being able to go to him when needed. Now, he has to wait for lunchtime, or evening time to see him or talk to him, and it's understandably hard for him. Thursday was the day Mr Daddy had to work a later shift, and it was close to bedtime, and Bug was tired, it was just a lot to take in for a 3 year old. I explained to him that Daddy would be home soon, and that he had to work so we could pay our bills and afford the things in life that make us happy. (like food! Ha! I really didn't say that!)
We are still going to lose the house. We've already turned the truck in, and we're down to one vehicle. The house phone was turned off about 4 months ago to save money, and we've made cuts here and there to keep from having the electric or gas shut off. And the heat is on 67 at night most nights. Now that spring is arriving, we can turn the heat off during the day completely. We are still trying to figure out what we will do for housing once we move out of the house. For now we're just taking it day by day, that's all you really can do in a situation like ours.
Once we turn in our paperwork stating Mr Daddy has a job making X amount of dollars, we will, of course, lose our food stamps. Little will still be insured, since he's under 1, but Bugs insurance will cost a little money each month. We'll move over to package C for him, and once the case worker calculates the dollar income vs the allowed income, we will know how much we have to pay. It won't be a big dollar amount, when Mr Daddy was making a decent income, we still qualified for package C, and only paid $44 a month. Technically, the only reason we even sign up for insurance is *just in case* of a true emergency visit. The kids are never sick enough to merit a doctors visit. Extended breastfeeding and lots of vitamin D (via the sun) has really built up the boys immune systems. I can count on one hand the amount of illnesses Bug has had, and the same is holding true for Little.
"Back to work", for me, means learning to handle the kids alone again. It's not been easy. The last time I had the kids alone all day was when Little was 4 months old, so I'm learning all over again, how to get things done by myself. And I'm actually doing better than I thought I would. Naps are being taken care of, dinner is getting made every evening, and I've even done a load or three of laundry, which is awesome, because I don't do laundry. Well, ok, yeah, I do, occasionally, but not often, and not very well.
*sigh* We miss Dad.
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