Everyone needs their Daddy!

Jaylee was very upset this morning, and nothing I was doing was right, or pleasing her. It's typical for us to have a few bad mornings throughout the week, but today, I could tell that something just wasn't right with her. After SCREAMING for 20 minutes about not wanting THOSE shorts and not getting a piece of cake for breakfast and me not turning on Max and Ruby b/c of her tantrum..... I finally just started bawling with her. I finally got on her level and said "What's wrong?" and she just had tears in her eyes and said "Daddy". So--- like usual-- I get the phone-- we call Daddy---and INSTANTLY the relief was seen in her. She quit crying, she quit sobbing, she quit throwing the fit. I rocked her in my chair, as she listened to his voice. I know you might be thinking "how bizarre.... a 2 year old knowing such things" but just ask my sitter. Her and I both can tell you when she's been around Daddy, when Daddy has been gone for a while, when Daddy has just left, or when Daddy has just called.

Anyways, Daddy ended up losing service and it was time to load the car and get to our normal, daily routine. I dropped Jaylee off for the sitter and was off to work. My heart just broke. I just screamed as loud as I could.... WHY GOD?

Jeremy and I have had numerous discussions about this lifestyle and my biggest fear out of all of this changed, split lifestyle.... was Jaylee's emotional being. Being a teacher, I see many dysfunctional households and I see the toll it takes on students with not just divorced parents but military parents and those that have their mommies and daddies but their daddies are gone early in the morning and get home late at night because of work. I can tell you when the child has seen Mom or been with Dad and their actions/behaviors show it. I tell myself "I DON'T WANT JAYLEE TO BE THAT KID!" This is why we have always put Jaylee first, and make a point to let her hear his voice atleast once a day. It melts my heart the way she lights up the instant he comes home or sees him on the weekends. That girl loves her Daddy!

So as my day continued after dropping her off, me in tears of this crazy life and the basket case I was in..... I looked up and read the sign at the church out in the country on my way to work and it read "DON'T GIVE UP--MOSES WAS ONCE A BASKET CASE!" All I could do was laugh.... God has a funny way of showing us that we are not in this alone, that there are people who have once been in the same shape emotionally as I am. As hard as it is to stay strong, I know this isn't forever. I have 3 1/2 weeks left of work until summer and we can be together again!