I’ve always considered myself strong and capable in so many ways, yet this little person has the ability to reduce me to a dribbling mess. Why don’t I feel as though I can cope on my own for 7 days? Other women do it. Other women appear to do it with ease, although surely this can’t be the case. Hubby called this morning to tell me that work was sending him away for seven days and six nights and I burst into tears.