Sam going on work trips has always been a thing. Usually for a week or ten days at a time. I remember the first trip after we became a family, Arlo was four weeks old. I particularly remember the first trip when I had two kids, Rory was six weeks old and Arlo had a tummy bug. Great memories.

Having a partner who works away from home has been a learning curve. Sam’s current schedule works out to around one week per month away. I’ll start by saying that loneliness is probably my lowest ranking factor. I bloody LOVE my own company. I’m never short of something to read, write, or watch.

It’s the anxious back of the mind at all times thought: “What disaster awaits us this time” as we wave Sam goodbye. The thought that stays in my head from the moment he leaves until approximately two hours before he’s due home. What will I do if an actual, proper emergency happens, and he’s not one hour away, or even half a day away. He’s half way across the world in places that only operate three London bound flights per week.

I never had an anxious mind before children. Now, it’s like, THE RESPONSIBILITY.

Which brings me nicely on to…


No matter what mindset I am in, when it gets near to bedtime, I can never be 100% relaxed during the night when Sam isn’t here. Most nights, I am freaking out slightly on the inside.


Whether it’s anticipating an upcoming trip, being away, or getting used to having Sam back, the natural rhythm of life always feels in upheaval. There is constantly something happening or about to happen, schedules that need adjusting.

Sam mostly flies on a weekend so that he can be at his destination for a full work day on the Monday. Travelling weekends + trips that cross over a whole weekend = a huge loss of family weekends. Yes, he will sometimes take a day in the week in lieu, but now Arlo is at school and we can’t go on weekday adventures, I am acutely aware of the loss of family time.

Excluding the nights, the weekends on my own are the worst. Without the routine of the weekdays, it can feel quite empty and ungrounding. I like to always have some kind of plan for the weekend. It helps.



I’ve mentioned before that with the amount Sam is away, I feel an increasing need to clear my schedule so I can be there for the children. They deserve to have one parent who isn’t splitting their time too much, which is definitely what I was doing before when I was simultaneously trying to work from home and look after two children in the same sitting. The effect on our weekends is essentially the reason I decided to take on only a limited amount of family photo shoots this year compared to last. Family photo shoots happen on a weekend, weekends have become too precious to disrupt further.



I often have to wait days or weeks until I know Sam’s schedule before I can confirm a date. Our general planning method is to send a barrage of texts “we need to do X” “can you do X date” “let me know your thoughts on X” only half of it to get lost due to time differences and other threads of conversation.



This has only recently become a thing as the children are older and more aware. One child has absolutely NO sense of time, thinks every plane in the sky is Dada’s, asks approx 3 times a day if Dada will be back today (and gets upset with a dissatisfactory response). The other one has an all-too-accurate sense of time, which, in recent months has led to heart-rending moments, an increased sense of missing time with his dad, and some big fat tears. “I’m not the same without Dada. Things don’t feel the same. I never ever want him to leave me.” I’m still navigating my way around how to deal with these intense, guilt-inducing moments of emotion.

I get cabin fever. I become quickly conscious of the fact that I’m tied to the house in the evenings. I can’t go to choir rehearsals, I can’t go out to see friends, I can’t pop out to the local shop for some last minute chocolate. Generally, as soon as Sam steps through the door, I find myself desperate to break out of the house for an evening.


I never feel hungry (stress), but I will always feel more capable if I eat. Fresh food, proper meals. Fuel.

The last night is always the most relaxed I’ll be. As I know whatever happens, however much sleep I get or don’t get, he’ll be back tomorrow and it will get a bit easier.

Week long trips are fine. I’ve adjusted to those and they never seem long anymore. It’s the ten days and the two weekers that I don’t think I’ll ever adjust to.

I like the closeness I feel with the kids. I always feel a bit more connected to them when it’s just been me and them for an extended period.

The stretches of time when he is here seem to go on for longer. I’ll be thinking “It feels like Sam hasn’t been away for ages”, when in reality, it’s only been three weeks.

Going back to being sandwiched in on that double bed is a killer, though.

Whilst I don’t think I’ll ever fully adjust to having a partner that works away from home, I don’t want to gloss over the fact that good things have come from it too.

Sam has always travelled for work (albeit not always so frequently), and due to the nature of his work, it will probably always involve travel. Financial flexibility definitely makes things that little bit easier when Sam’s away, in the past it has been a lot tougher. Stable work is the reason I can occasionally afford a babysitter every now and then if I have an event I can’t miss, a takeaway when I’m feeling low on energy, or the funds to do something fun with the kids on a weekend when it’s just the three of us.

Plus, I do get to watch a LOT of crap TV.



  1. Although Hubs is never away for more than 14 hours his shifts make it feel like he isn’t there for a good chunk of time sometimes – not seeing him apart from a hi and bye for a whole weekend and being like ships passing in the night during the week but the one good thing of shift work is that the children get time with both of us individually and we do get time together as a family – although it’s only a couple of days a month. I can relate to so much of this and it must be easier because it’s what you signed up for from the beginning – like Dave’s shifts. I know what you mean about weekends too! x

    1. The feeling of ships passing in the night is a rubbish one. That’s true about having signed up for it from the beginning, I’ve never known it any other way. I often think if he was home all the time, things would be amazingly simple, but I’m sure there would be other challenges too.

  2. Hi Chloe, I’m just reading this while Tyler is away this week in Istanbul. I so totally agree with all the points you mention, particularly the crap TV part! 🙂 Tyler travels quite a bit (not as much as Sam though), and there is talk of him doing it even more next year. I’ve been trying to tell myself that some people look after their kids by their selves every day so I shouldn’t complain. But bloody hell it’s hard!! So I say hats off to us! 🙂

  3. Thanks for sharing an insight into living this way. I am not sure I could ever cope with Clara away for up to 2 weeks. My Dad worked as a police officer and I recall he’d be away for what felt like weeks when he did day shifts, I remember the time he was there as being an adventure (most of the time).

    1. Thankfully the two weekers aren’t often – once or twice a year maybe.

      Your comment about your dad made me realise I didn’t think to relate back to my own experiences in my post (Doh!), but I completely know what it’s like to have a parent work away from home. My dad travelled for work throughout my childhood, culminating in him moving abroad permanently for work when I was around 15/16. The good thing about my experience is I know how important it is to really focus on good quality family time when Sam is here. Hopefully the kids will view it as an adventure, like you said.

  4. I’m also reading this while my husband is away! It doesn’t happen very often, thankfully, but I can relate to a lot of what you say. Especially the anxiety – we moved to a new area (a new country actually!) recently where I don’t know anyone, so it’s hard not to feel a bit abandoned and out of control. I’m sick of being “bad cop” too – my almost 3-year-old is pretty angry his daddy is away and seems to taking it all out on me! Although I am also currently sat in bed eating chocolate cake. That doesn’t happen very often otherwise 😉

  5. I don’t know if I could cope with this all the time Chloe, you are amazing. I mean of course I would if I had to but it must be tough. I worry if mine is away for a night an hour away, let alone ten days half way round the world! x

    1. Thanks. To be honest, I don’t really cope with it very well at all. I hate when he goes away and I live on tenterhooks until he gets back. At one point last year it really started to control my life and a large part of the CBT course I did was about dealing with my anxiety of being alone. Life would be SO much easier without all the travel, but I’ve long accepted that it’s the way it’s got to be.

  6. As a single mum, it is so, well, weird to read this. Not bad, just …… weird. I guess I tend to forget that other people’s parenting lives are quite different from mine.

    1. When writing this post, it did cross my mind what single parents with little or no support might think. But I only know my experience, and other people’s differing experiences aside, it is a challenge in our family life at the moment, one that I’m happy to admit I do struggle with.

  7. My partner works away in the week (mon-fri) every week and although this is a smaller amount of time than your situation, your feelings resonated with me so much. I’m constantly a mixture of; pleased I have the bed to myself and some rubbish tv on, and aching for him to come home.

    I often feel as though we are living two separate lives and he’s a friend who comes to stay with me at weekends – which is rubbish. Knowing there are people like you out there who understand these feelings helps so much! Thank you 🙂

  8. Hi, Chloe

    Is there and end to all this travelling for your partner? My partner is away sometimes 2 to 3 weeks at a time and it’s hard to keep the feeling of connection. We don’t have kids yet, so I’m quite worried.

    All the best

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