Mom and her three girls Day 4

A Husband Free Week –

All the motivational types talk about “kick starting the day”.  I’m pretty sure they don’t mean getting woken up by being kicked super hard in the shin.  That is how the day started.

After that rude wake up things were pretty normal. Rushed around like crazy to get Jules to Chorus.  Yes, chorus is a before school activity. I dropped Mia & Olivia off at school and returned to the house to start my work day.

Shadow continued to be extremely clingy.  I was trying to take a picture showing how he was sitting over my head today & ended up with this….


The girls all seemed to have a good day at school & we only had one soccer practice so I was hoping for a good night.  Only a couple of incidents, Julia thinking she could argue her way out of doing what I say & Olivia having a sad miss Daddy moment.  Mia was really good & even tried to help Olivia feel better.

The highlight of their day was they got the chance to talk to John.  It was a short call, on speaker phone with all four of us on the way to the field but it was so nice.  We all agreed that we really miss his humor & hugs.

Olivia had practice, Julia & Mia were a bit wound up but for the most part it was in good fun.


After showers & a soup/salad dinner they are all off to bed.  Only Mia is asleep so far, that girl crashes hard!

I’m not sure if it was the idea of a stressful morning or how loud the girl were when we got home tonight but my anxiety is super high.  I really hate that heart racing, inexplicably stressed feeling.  Hoping that it passes soon or its going to be a very long night.

Thankfully we are now half way through!  John will be home in 3 days & we can’t wait!


Mom and her three girls Day 3

A Husband Free Week –

Today I am thankful.

I am thankful for the quick call I got to have with John.  He had his first day in the office today, sounds like it was a good day.  I can’t imagine the level of exhaustion; he hasn’t had more than two hours of consecutive sleep since Friday Night. Being able to hear his voice & catch up for a little bit was the highlight of my day.

I am thankful for school & soccer.  Some people think our schedule is too chaotic & I guess it can be but we are better that way.  The girls all got off to school in the morning without an issue.  I worked from home with Shadow as my only distraction.  He clearly misses John too, was a bit needy but so cute.  The girls got home from school, did homework while I cooked the dinner we would eat later.  We had a good two hours on the soccer field, came home ate & ready for bed! No time for massive melt downs – YAY!

I am thankful for an understanding boss.  I head into the office pretty early so I can leave at 4 & take care of pick up.  With John out of town I have to take care of drop off & would get into the office at least a hour later.  My boss thankfully is ok with me working from home or coming in a little bit late as long as my work gets done.  Having that flexibility is a huge gift that takes a lot of pressure off when trying to juggle everything this week.

Last but not least, I am thankful that at 9:45 that the house is quiet & at least two kids are asleep! Mia & Olivia being asleep seems like a bit of a miracle considering 30 minutes ago Mia was insisting on practicing the clarinet.  Jules is of course still up because she can NEVER fall asleep.  Maybe, just maybe, they will all sleep through the night!

One more thing I’m thankful for – Monday is over; this means John will be home in 4 days!

Mom and her three girls Day 2

A Husband Free Week –

I feel like John would be able to come up with some clever & entertaining intro… I’ve got nothing right now.   We all had a rough time sleeping last night. Jules was up till near Midnight. I was up till 1AM, on a normal Saturday I am lucky to make it to the SNL monologue.  Mia & Olivia both came into my bed in the middle of the night.  Needless to say not a restful sleep.

When we woke up I saw a text from John that he had thankfully landed in London.  It was nice to start the day by exchanging texts, made it feel like he wasn’t as far away. John spent most of the day on a plane so we didn’t hear from him again until after dinner.

We didn’t have much to do today other than some cleaning, baking & Jules had a super cool American Ninja Warrior party to attend to celebrate her teammates birthday.

To say emotions were running high for the youngest Floyd would be a bit of an understatement.  She went from zero to meltdown several times today.  I would prefer that she didn’t have the meltdown but I am thankful that I was the recipient of the rage & that there was no Sister on Sister violence.

Things that set her off today…. No eggs left in the fridge, the idea of having to eat lunch, not getting what she wanted at the store, being thirsty & last but not least losing at Uno.

Mia had her moments today as well but not as extreme. Jules was the only child who did not seem to be right on the verge of a complete meltdown.

John made it safely to India, saw some roaming livestock between the airport & hotel.  He is trying to get some sleep before heading into the office & I am going to try to do the same.

Thankfully beginning tomorrow our life will be at its regular level of chaos.  Normally I wouldn’t look forward to Monday but this week its one day closer to My Man coming home!

Mom and her three girls Day 1

While I am away traveling to India on business, my wife Catherine will be guest blogging about her experience home alone with our girls. Since I was traveling the first day and didn’t have access to post I will post both today.

A Husband Free Week –

I absolutely love reading my husband’s blogs, his writing is so entertaining.  One of my favorite blogs was a series that he wrote while I was in California with family for my Uncle David’s funeral.  It was so nicely done that it became a topic of conversation with the whole family & a source of entertainment during a very sad time.

I’m sure this reads as a shameless plug for Johns blog but I bring up his “Time as a Single Father” blogs because it was the longest we had ever been apart in almost 15 years of marriage…. Until this week.  Tonight John left for a trip to India.

John has said a few times now that it would be fun if I did a guest appearance on his blog so I thought this was the perfect opportunity.  I would like to add a disclaimer in here that I am nowhere near as entertaining as my husband.

We had a pretty normal Saturday, actually calmer than most since we only had two games.  Mia had a soccer game at 12:30, Olivia played at 3:30.  Both girls walked off the field in victory.  We came home & had an early for us chicken taco dinner which is always a hit in this house.  Less than an hour later the car service came to pick John up.

The farewell was filled with individual hugs & group hugs… lots of hugs.  There were tears, I would like to lie & say it was just the little ones but John has blogged enough that ya’all know I’m a crier.  Olivia & Mia cried as John walked out the door while Julia boasted how she has great control over her emotions.

As the car drove away the tears continued to flow. Thankfully the girls chuckled when I mentioned that we no longer had to keep on the College Football game.  So we threw on NetFlix & watched a movie.   They were not ready to call it a night when that was over so we played Uno.

While we were playing Uno Mia was texting her Dad play by play of what was happening in the game. The 1st game went well, 2nd game ended in an epic Mom/Jules battle.  Game 3…. Well I should have seen the warning signs that people were getting tired & cranky but there was no physical altercation & we made it to the end of the game so it could have been worse I suppose.

The girls finally made it to bed, although at almost 11 I still have a stubborn near 13-year-old who is still awake.  John is on his flight, in business class, with a fully reclining seat with complimentary bar as I sit on the couch hoping that the next 6 days go quickly!

Halloween Hangover

You always hear that if there was a nuclear holocaust that cockroaches would be the only thing to survive. While I don’t doubt that is true but I believe that there is something else that would survive a nuclear holocaust, left over Halloween candy.


A nuclear Holocaust might not be that bad

There are three bags full of Halloween candy in our cabinets and I’m not sure all of it is from this year. Halloween candy seems to last for years and at certain points seem to inexplicably multiply.

Halloween itself is a very short holiday. Even in adding the time to decide on a costume, pick it out and get ready it is only a few hours, most of which is spent trick or treating. But the after effects of Halloween last months. Doing the math if you figure the average trick or treat is approximately two hours, at minimum averaging three houses every 10 minutes, at two pieces of candy a house, that would be…..I don’t know, I hate math but it equals a sh#t load of candy.

I know what you’re thinking “what is so bad about candy in the house,” I’ll tell you what is so bad, I might eat a lot of that candy. In years past, when my kids were asleep I would rifle through their bags looking for Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups, or Kit Kats, Snickers, you name it. Now, in my defense I was very fair and made sure I would equally steal from all my daughters. Hey, I’m a lot of things but unfair is not one of them.

Halloween has been over for more than a week and I still have copious amount of candy in my house. And let me tell you it’s not because my girls have been eating the candy in moderation, it because there is just so much of it. Thank God we don’t stay at home during Halloween to hand out candy because I can only imagine how much we would have left. Speaking of which, we are a family with three kids and go out trick or treating, yet don’t hand out any candy ourselves. mr-_brad_gurdlinger

I can’t very well encourage my girls to gorge on the candy to get it out of the house, that isn’t exactly great parenting. Bringing it to work isn’t an option because apparently every single person in my office have already had that idea Halloween might be one night, but it’s aftermath lasts a long time.

Pushed to the sidelines

968925_10201143646931036_71760859_nIn 2009 I began coaching my daughter Julia in soccer. I started out as her recreation coach and eventually became her travel coach. Along the way I also became Mia’s rec coach when she got old enough to begin playing soccer. When Mia moved to travel I became her assistant coach. Since 2013 I was Julia’s head coach and Mia’s assistant coach.

With such a heavy coaching load when Olivia started playing soccer Cathy jumped in and coached her in rec. Recently US Soccer announced changes to how they structured the age requirements and I suddenly found myself without a team. So, for the first time in seven years I would have no team to coach. Olivia moved up to Travel this season and since I had already been coaching two teams another coach stepped up and took over her team.

Right now my daughter’s play soccer for three different soccer clubs in three different townships. With the conflicting game and practice schedules I wouldn’t have been able to coach even if I wanted to. The season started over a month ago but I wanted to wait before I made this post to give me some time to adjust and see what it was like. I had time to get used to it because in the summer I didn’t have any practices to run, just practices to run my girls to.

When the first week of soccer came I took Julia to her game. Julia, the girl who I had been coaching since she was five. The biggest difference came at the end of the game, which Julia’s team won 1-0. The feeling of victory was different; I don’t know how to describe it but it didn’t feel as complete as they did when I was coach. I didn’t feel I was a part of it like I did when I coached. It didn’t feel like we won, it felt like they won.

But like in all things you adjust, that feeling lasted only that one weekend and I quickly learned how to enjoy my daughter’s victories just as a parent and not a coach. Now more than a month into the season I am enjoying life on the sidelines. It is nice not to have to plan out practices, make sure I have all the paperwork before games and lug around a bag of balls (insert your own joke here). Best of all Julia’s new coach is 1000 times better than me.

I do miss my former soccer family and especially miss the girls I use to coach. I had been coaching the same travel team since 2011 and always felt I had more than three daughters. As tough as it was to not see my former players all the time I know change is inevitable. I always took pride in being identified as “Coach” and of course being able to teach something to my girls. However, they outgrew what I could teach them, I guess that is another inevitability I will have to get used to.cucnkzeuaaast1d

36 hours of bachelor life

The previous weekend I got to relive bachelor life again. I was left home alone as my girls went to my sister in law Chrissy’s wedding shower in Connecticut. They had taken day trips without me in the past but this was the first time I was home alone overnight, after 14 years I was a bachelor again. A house usually overrun with women was guys only, Roo (the cat), Shadow (the dog) and me (the human?).

For once the house was overrun with testosterone. Ok, Shadow and Roo are fixed so I had to carry most of the testosterone weight, but I felt up to the challenge. I didn’t do anything exciting, didn’t have a boy’s night out or made any special plans. I did get Chinese food which on the surface sounds like nothing but ever since my wife’s first pregnancy she can’t stand the smell of it so I don’t get it too often; it is life’s small victories really.70854471

I did get an amazing amount of work done. I got the lawn done, straightened out the shed and got some other lawn work completed. These of course are things that theoretically I could have done with all the girls home but in reality with all the girls home we probably would have made plans to do something. With three active travel soccer playing girls you rarely have a weekend to do nothing. Usually the work around the house has to be squeezed in.

Typically, when everyone is home I don’t mind doing work around the house. It turns into a little bit of me time. When I cut the grass or shovel snow I put my headphones on and am alone with my thoughts. It is one of the reasons I usually walk during lunch time at work (along with the obvious exercise benefits), it is sort of my brief escape during the day.

The one thing I learned is that without the girls to get me time from, me time isn’t as nice as it usually is. Being totally home alone gets a little boring and I end up missing the girls. Sure having control of the TV and being able to play FIFA 16’ anytime I want is a great bonus, but the novelty wears out and I realize why I wanted a family to begin with. The sobering thing is maybe I just don’t have that many thoughts to be alone with to keep me occupied.