Little Miss asked for some extra snuggles for bed tonight. I curled her up against my chest and rocked her back and forth. She started sniffing. I heard that tearful sound in her voice.
“Daddy… I want Daddy….. Mama, I want to snuggle with Daddy.”
We called him. They chatted. She sniffed some more, and choked back tears. I held her close and reminded her of the fun things we have to look forward to before Daddy comes home. I told her it was ok to cry when we miss Daddy. It hurts and it’s ok to feel that…..
I went to our room and got one of Husband’s shirts, brought it to Little Miss who snuggled it up next to her face and held it as tight as she could. I checked in on her one last time just now and she had put on Daddy’s shirt to finally settle down to sleep.
There are so many milestones in the life of a child. First steps, first words, first time they say I love you.
This was the first one that broke my heart: the first time she articulated her feelings about Daddy being away.
These are the moments when this lifestyle feels like a sacrifice. It is an honor…. but yes, sometimes it is also a sacrifice.