This is killing me. I thought it was bad enough already until I just got the phone call. I can't quite tell you all that was said by my little 4 year old. He was sobbing too uncontrollably to totally make out the words. Here is a sampling of what I did hear.
"Mommy. Will you come to Colorado on the airplane tomorrow? Please Mommy. I just want you. I miss you. I don't want Daddy to snuggle me, I want you to do it. Please Mommy. I love you. I want you. Come to Colorado."
Luke is a major Daddy's boy. 100%. Has been his entire life and is to this day. It is a very rare treat that he wants me when he is hurt or sad. I never get to do bedtime's with Luke. That special time has been reserved for Daddy for many years now. I don't really even bother asking him anymore if I can do it. The answer is always the same, with no apology.
"No. I want Daddy to do it."
So you can imagine how this phone call broke my heart into about a million pieces. I actually debated paying the extra money (that we don't have) and trying to fly out tomorrow rather than Tuesday.
After about 4 or 5 minutes of the hardest phone call I've yet to get from my Child I had an idea.
"Lukie. Can Mommy read you a book?"
Silence for a moment. Maybe I was going to change things around.
"Ummmm.... Daddy already did it."
"Well.... Mommy has a book right here. I can read it to you over the telephone. It would be like I were right next to you, would you like that?"
Luke stopped all crying and I started out.... " Baby Bear, Baby Bear, What do you See?"
It was magic. I finished the last page, told him I loved him and that I would talk to him tomorrow. He perked up, said "thank you, Mama" and, in an almost cheery voice, "Goodnight."
836 miles away. Its just too far tonight. Tomorrow will be better. He'll be less stressed out, have less chaos in his day. And he will un-doubtably want his Daddy to do bedtime again. But I realized tonight, amidst his protests and constant desire for his Dad, he needs his Mom too. And I'm glad 'cuz I'll always need my Lukie.