Lately, I’ve notice something saddening.

My bond with “the boy” seems weakened. We don’t play like we used to. We don’t act silly together anymore. And I’m missing him. I crave time with him. I’ve gotten so into this blogging thing (writing for other blogs, my own and a few other projects) that I feel distracted when I’m with him. I’m always thinking about the next post or what e-mail needs to be written. Or, if I don’t have the quiet time, there’s always one more thing to clean.

It’s getting me down. Especially since first grade is around the corner. He’s growing up fast. I don’t want to wake up years from now and wonder, “Who IS this person?” I want KNOW him. And I don’t want him to question whether his mother loves her computer more than she loves him. (Because he’s started doing that. Breaks my heart.)

I’ve had to pull back before when other areas of my life need to extra attention. And I’ve got to pull back now for a few weeks. I MISS my little boy.

My husband and I rarely talk. He sits in front of his laptop in the evenings. I clean up from dinner, or prepare for the next day, get Seth off to bed, shower then sit in front of mine. By the end of the night, hubby and I have hardly spoken. We seem like roommates. And its sad. We both need to break away from our electronic bonds. And that change is going to have to start with me. I need to take care of my little family first. For now.

Since I’ve made commitments to others, I plan to keep those. But posting here might be sporadic. But I hope to visit everyone as much as possible though.