It's been a long week, as Christian flew out Sunday for work and is literally in the car driving home right now. I've been spoiled because he hasn't traveled much for a couple months now (summer is always a down time as far as travel goes with his company) and while I was mentally prepared for it to happen, I wasn't prepared for the Micah I have seen much of the week.
As I was at the splash pad with a friend and her boys tonight, I was reminded of Micah's behavior the last time Christian was gone for awhile. And it hit me. This boy REALLY misses his Daddy. He may not be able to put it in to words as such, but his meltdowns and disobedience and constant need for attention all screams out to me a void of something. And that void is his Daddy's presence. We have talked about when daddy would return, and this morning when Micah woke up (for good - not at 2:20 and again at 3:35...loooooong nights this week too!) the first thing he said to me when I came in his room was "Is Daddy here?" and when I replied with "no, tonight!" he said, "I miss Daddy." Literally the first thing he said.
My patience runs thin, but I do my best to stay calm when I'm encountering meltdown after meltdown. He misses his Daddy. And while that doesn't give him an excuse to act the way he has this week, it provides a reason. I just hope I can figure out how to handle it better and help him through it in a more humane way, because week's like this one are not gonna fly this fall when Christian is gone more consistently.
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