ok, I'm fed up. I've had enough of going into restaurants and saying "table for one, please" of sitting alone in my room (currently in deserted hotel bar). I've walked round this beautiful city, seen the roman stuff, art galleries, tourist traps etc. Till my feet hurt.
Nothing left to see/do.
DD1 has been in hospital and is having surgery tomorrow. I've driven here to be with her and left the DH and other child at home. (DD1 in first term uni here)
So apart from 2 visits to the hospital a day and having done the sightseeing I have plenty of time to think. And that's not good. DH is not usually involved in day to day childcare, school run, activities. Love him to bits but he's rubbish at all that stuff so I feel guilty even being here. Yes I know it's his children too but all that stuff Is MY JOB.
Also, am worried about DD1. She is having surgery tomorrow and am trying to support her, whilst fending off calls from DD2 ( I need help with my homework/where is my sports kit/someone bit me at school) and from DH ( what time does she start school/what time do I pick her up/ what does she need on Thursday.)
Anyone else feel torn to bit by their family? Is this normal? Is it ok to be thinking "what about me? " could do with some support. :(