This was our third send-off. At our last send-off, I was wrapping up my second trimester and we were getting ready to welcome Mitchell to our little life. Oh, how things change in the blink of an eye. This time, Steve had three of us to kiss goodbye. Two more to kiss, and two more to miss.
Like any deployment, first thing was first. Load up the bags on those big old trucks.
Mitchell thought those trucks were pretty great.
He also thinks his Daddy is pretty great and I can’t believe how much that little boy has grown.
And as the saying goes, then we hurry up and wait.
Goodness I’m married to one good lookin’ man. A bonus when I’m trying to adjust my camera settings and get a picture like this. Happy wifey. Giddy wifey. Sorry ladies, he’s taken 😉
This family of mine really is the most special thing.
When Daddy comes home, she’ll be running to him. I promise you now that I will have so many happy tears when I witness that beautiful sight.
Hanging with the big boys!
And before we knew it, the time came. Everyone started grabbing their packs and saying their see you later’s.
Last Daddy kisses for Julia.
Last Daddy kisses for Mitchell.
Snagged a few kisses for me too.
And one last family hug.
We watched him load up on that dreaded white bus.
And we waved goodbye.
I’d be a liar if I told you I was the one teaching him. He teaches me a little bit about patience and loving and giving grace and being the person God wants me to be everyday. And I’m counting on every single one of these red-headed hugs to get me through this deployment.
It’s late and I’m already short on sleep. You better believe I’m crawling in Mitchell’s bed to sleep tonight. Because the only thing better than sleeping with the dogs when the hubby is gone is sleeping with the dogs and this little guy.