Gone baby gone...

Well it's just me and the kids for the next 6 months. Rob left on Tuesday and I have been running non-stop ever since. I'm going to do my best to try to keep you posted from now on. I received a call from him today and he was still not at his final destination. He sounded very sad which in turn made me sad. He said that he hopes to feel better once he can actually get to his base and take a shower, unpack & eat...get a routine started. Which is exactly what I am trying to do over here. The first night was really rough because at bed time Mya started crying really bad and I asked her what was wrong (I already knew) and she said that she missed Daddy. My heart felt like someone ripped it out and was just stomping it into the ground. I didn't know what to do for my baby or how to make her feel any better. All I could think was to just hug her tightly and tell her that I knew she did and that I did too but that Daddy misses us just as much and is probably thinking of her at that very moment. She asked if she could sleep with me and I obliged ofcourse. Honestly, I love her sleeping with me. I just don't think it's very healthy for her to do it every night so I had to tell her that she can sleep with me one night during the week and one night during the weekend if she chose. This made her smile and I was relieved. So I tucked her in my bed and ventured down stairs for a little pity party of my own.