All is well. The waters have calmed. We are speaking. I realize I may have been a little quick to anger and I apologized. We talked about his commitment to work and to our family. I am happy with the way things have turned out.
DrH is taking 5 days off to stay home with our children. After these arrangements were solidified the funeral was moved to Saturday. I was going to book my airline tickets for Friday night and return home on Monday evening. He would only need to miss one day of work. But since he had already gone through all the trouble we decided that I would spend a week away. Rather, he insisted.
It's not a vacation, but it is something. Spending a week with my family (and little baby) will be a nice break, and he'll get a chance to see what it's like to be engaged 24/7 with his children.
I leave Monday so this is probably my last post for a week or more. I'm sure I'll have all sorts of tales to tell when I return.