As you know, Husband is away on a business trip. He's been gone 13 days, 1 hour, 33 minutes and about 45 seconds...but who's counting??? Okay, okay, I am. I miss my little dark-skinned Mexipino! He's my ying to my yang! I'm Lucy and he's my Desi. I'm his Yoko and he's my John. Sorry for that rant, but I really do miss him!
I miss every thing about him now. I miss the annoying way he shakes the milk every morning. After he pours his cereal, he'll shake the milk for about 1 minute until it's frothy. Then, when I go to get some milk for my cereal, it's all bubbles. I usually hate that but now I miss that! I miss the way he leaves the toilet seat up and I almost fall in when I have to pee in the night. I miss the way he grinds his teeth when he sleeps. I miss his Chapstick kisses. (Every night before bed, Husband moisturizes. He applies lotion to his hands and Chapstick to his lips.) I miss the way he smells. This morning I rummaged through his closet to find some clothes that smell like him.
I know he hasn't been gone long, and he really isn't even that far away, but I still miss him. Jude and I were talking about how much we miss him this morning when we woke up. This was our conversation:
"Do you miss Daddy?" I asked Jude.
"Yep, I do," Jude replied.
"Me too, sweetheart," I told him.
"He's the best Daddy ever!" Jude told me.
"I know he is...we are lucky to have him," I replied.
Then, we just laid there in bed snuggling. (As mentioned before, Jude has been sleeping with me since Husband left.)
When Husband left, I was okay with the trip. I knew we had tons of things to do while he was gone. But, as the days and nights pass, I realize just how much I need him and want him. After 5 years of marriage, I still love him with all my heart. In fact, I think I love him more now than I ever have. He truly is my best friend and husband. He's a simple little man with the biggest heart and with the greatest patience. He's really is my better half! He's calm, reserved, polite, intelligent, loving, spiritual and caring beyond belief. After all, he's put up with me for the last 7 years of my life (we "dated" for 2 years before we got married). And, putting up with me can be difficult at times, especially with my foul mouth, bad manners, and lactose intolerance! He's a good man and I'm lucky to have him! I thank God for him every day.
I just can't wait to see him!