I can't believe I'm in charge.
There are some mornings, especially on school holiday's, that a feeling comes over me when my husband leaves for work. I'm a grown woman, I'm married, have 2 children and a mortgage and yet, once Rob leaves and it's me and the girls I have a tiny feeling of panic and think 'Oh my gosh. I'm in charge.'
Now it's not that when Rob is here we bow down and answer to his every whim and I relinquish my responsibilities. What I mean is, I'm the "Cruise Director" if you will. I'm the one to set the schedule, make the appointments, take care of all the emergencies that arise, cook and clean - you know, be a Grown-Up. And I'm fine with that. It's just that some mornings I get a panic attack and take an audible *gulp*.
I think I need a "play-date" at a spa :->