You hear the cliches, you don't believe them until it happens. You realize they are all true and suddenly you are a walking talking cliche. There is no greater joy than being a mother. Sure you might not get to shower daily, or brush your teeth without a baby crying in the background, or your shirt that you just put on now has spit up all over it. But that is when you realize to yourself, I could get spit up and pooped on every day and that would not make me love this little girl any less. I am proud to be a mother I feel it is something I have always meant to become and I am glad that God has blessed me with this role.
As I type these words I cannot help but think of my husband. So deeply in love with his family and completely unable to see, kiss, or even touch them. I know this deployment will only be a flicker in time. But right now this deployment is dragging by and inflicting pain upon us every day that we are apart. The pain is complex and deep you cannot place blame on one missing element. There are so many but the most painful element is Mike missing out on being a hands on daddy to his sweet baby.
You see when Mike and I Skype I show him his little girl and tell him all about the fun new things she does. It breaks my heart to see him type I just want to hold her. Or when I have to leave the room real quick and come back I see that he typed to his little girl, I love you. Daddy misses you. I can't wait to see you again.
I am not the only one that has found my role in life, my husband has as well. He is meant to be a Father. Even though we are separated by more than 7,000 miles he still tells his daughter how much she means to him. Since sweet Adia's inability to read I happily tell her all the things he types to her so that she can receive some sweet nothings from her daddy even if it comes from her mommy's lips.
We have an amazing little girl and she has truly enriched our lives in so many ways. I am so thankful that we have been blessed by her. I can't wait till summer when we have our lives back and all our love under one roof.
2 comments:
aww!! sniff sniff =)
That breaks my heart!! Jeff had to leave our family for 8 weeks and I thought it was the worst thing ever. I can't imagine a year! IT'S NOT RIGHT!! I am sorry!! No one should have to go through that, but his sacrifice is so appreciated!! We will be thinking about you!!
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