I haven't figured this out yet . . .
Since G favors his mother and he won’t see her for a while, I’ve been tasked with keeping G entertained enough so he doesn’t think about her too much. One of G’s favorite places to go is Chuck E Cheese. Big surprise, what kid doesn’t like to go there. It has all his favorite things; racing games and monster trucks. He likes other stuff, but mostly just those two.
Today I took him there, and the entire time we were there, he didn’t mention mommy. Then we got home. First words out of his mouth when we walk through the door are, “Where’s mommy? Is mommy home yet?” So, after trying to explain for the fiftieth time that she wouldn’t be home for a while I managed to make it through dinner and bath time without much mention.
I handled the questions about mommy with the extra sad inflection in his voice pretty well today. Putting G down for bed finally got to me. My wife is going to be a little bit sad, and a little bit happy at the same time when she reads this.
G’s normal bedtime routine includes a lot of hugs and kisses from mommy and a lights out chat with his sister before they both fall asleep. Right when I am about to leave the room, he asks me where his sister is and I tell him yet again that she’s with mommy. I shut the door to his room and watch him on his baby monitor, and he’s trying to talk to his sister as if she’s there.
The saddest thing was when he asked her a question and when he didn’t get a response, said, “oh, you must be sleeping already.” Plus, I hear him mention how he wants to see mommy and he’s going to see her soon.
This is going to be a very long 10 days.