Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Gone

He left on Saturday. I was fine until the gate attendant told us we only had 2 minutes. Then the tears came. The kids were pretty unfazed - they are just too used to TDY and too young to understand what a whole year means. We went and drowned our sorrows in syrup at IHOP afterward and then met up with family. We've had great support since then, but somehow I don't feel like I'm handling this as well as I thought I would. It's probably because we've been traveling non-stop and the last month has been pretty stressful. Hopefully, once I get a little rest and we get into a routine, I'll start coping a little better.
We ordered "Daddy Dolls" for the kids, and Daddy gave them to the rugrats before leaving. They are loving them up - giving them hugs and kisses before going to bed at night and first thing in the morning. It's pretty cute. Gabi wanted to know why I didn't have one too. I asked if I could just borrow hers when I needed a hug instead, and she said she would share. Such a good girl!