Even at two years old, it’s amazing to see how differently my boy responds to me when the day has had its tough moments, but I choose to respond with kindness and understanding in place of anger or annoyance. Usually, at the end of those days, I get the biggest hug he has in him.
His appreciation is clear, and it’s one of those precious things that help remind me of the kind of mother I’m meant to be.
What helps to remind you to be the person God means for you to be?
Tonight I finally unloaded all of the videos off my Flip. It was heartwarming, to say least. Movies of my son, barely a year old and scrambling after the cats. Toward the end I noticed only two recent videos, both featuring our two kids playing with their daddy in a sea of toys.
It’s a bit disappointing that the past eight or so months have been devoid of any new home movies. Realizing that my daughter’s crucial first year has gone by with barely any video footage is a sad thing. I’m resolved from now on to keep the camera at hand, lest we one day simply be left with, “Remember when they were little…”
Especially with Hubs set to deploy some time in the upcoming months, I’d like nothing more than to send him off with a hard drive or DVD full of our recent memories as a family.
Our first deployment was by no means fun, but it was at least bearable for our son, who was a little over a year old at the time. Between Skype and keeping Daddy in the conversation while he was gone, E never really skipped a beat.
Ah, but now E is two-and-a-half, and Daddy is his world. At nine months old, our daughter is also extremely aware of the comfort she finds with her dad.
In no way am I looking forward to putting those children to bed that first night with Hubs away.
Yes, the camera will stay on. Not only for him, but for us back at home.
While it will be nice for us to see our previous romps and interactions on the TV, and we’ll be mostly dependent on Skype to keep in touch, I feel like there is more to be done for our children. I’m paranoid that as the months go by, they’ll figure out that Daddy in the TV is not someone to be interacted with.
Now, really. What am I suppose to do for these children who seemingly believe that the sun shines out of their dad’s posterior?
Keeping with the theme of video, the USO program United Through Reading seems like a good place to start. The program invites deployed parents to have themselves recorded while reading a book to their child. The USO will then have the video mailed to the child, who can then share story time with their deployed loved one.
While United Through Reading is isn’t available at every deployment site, it is available at quite a few. It’s worth giving your base or post library a call to see if they partake in the program, or if they provide similar services before your spouse deploys. My husband tends to err on the shy side, so we’ll be recording our interactive reading experience here at home.
What a fortunate thing it is to live in an era where technology can assist families in feeling close to one another when they’re oceans apart. It’s the thought of that upcoming distance that will help keep my memory-keeping habits in check.