

Today was Paddy's birthday. We spent the evening enjoying a delicious meal at our local Japanese restaurant. As lovely as it was, we weren't really in the mood for celebrating. Paddy leaves for China on Sunday - a work trip that will require him being away from us for the majority of the next two months. He'll return home midway for a ten day break and then leave again for another three or so weeks.
Paddy going away for work isn't new to me. We've battled through more than our fair share of long distance, a sacrifice we made in earlier years to save for a house - to feather our nest. But with our hatchling now here, the idea of our little family being separated for even a short time makes me feel sick to the pit of my stomach* .
Solo parenting for the next two months is going to be exhausting, but honestly the very least of my worries. More than anything, I'm just a little heartbroken at the thought of these two missing out on each other. There's such a sweetness to this father-daughter bond, their little daily rituals - those magical minutes when Daddy gets home from work. We're really going to miss him, and boy is he going to miss his little girl.
Happy Birthday my Love... hurry back to us! xxx
* This is me being completely melodramatic. Of course, there's countless families out there faced with so much worse.
** These photos were taken a few weeks ago when Paddy sported a rather untamed beard - one more thing he's had to leave behind for this work trip!





























