Vbbbb, vbbbbb…my phone tickled my thigh as it vibrated in my pocket.
“Hey what’s up,” I say to the familiar voice on the phone.
“Is G ok,” asks B2
“Yeah, why,” I ask tentatively thinking he knows something I don’t.
“Well, E was just playing outside and threw up on the sidewalk,” he says glumly.
Ugh…I think NOT AGAIN!
“I’ll be home as soon as possible,” I say hurriedly. I rushed G through the rest of my errands and monitored him every few seconds to make sure he wasn’t going to get sick.
When I finally arrived home I was ready nurse my little guy back to health, but B2 had it covered.
Puke Bucket … check
Apple Juice……check
Favorite Blanket …. check
Movie on TV …. check
Wow! Awesome. I made a speedy exit upstairs to spend some quality time with little G.
Dinner … check
Bath … check
Tuck-In…check
Done with my upstairs tasks I decided to check on the big guy … unfortunately at this point he had an accident, but yet again my services weren’t needed. B2 had it covered.
New undies and PJs … check
Clean Up … check
I stood there perplexed not knowing what to do. It was weird. I just watched my hubby do my role.
When bedtime came, E wanted Dad to read him a bedtime story and tuck him in.
Ok, am I in an alternate universe or something? What do I do?
Five minutes later I heard crying from E’s room. Sick again. I sat on the bed rubbing his back. “Daddy,” he wailed. “I want Daddy.”
B2 to the rescue. He came in and took over.
Now don’t get me wrong I’ve been wishing for this for quite some time. Like since I birthed E four years ago. But it still made me feel weird – like I wasn’t needed anymore, and I was confused. My role in the household had shifted and for a split second I had misplaced my mom identity.
Just as quickly as that uncomfortable feeling came it dissipated and then I smiled. Because I realized something pretty important. Contrary to what I believed the world really doesn’t fall apart if I’m not there. Oh…the humanity!
Instead B2 rose to the occasion and become the hero I always knew he was.
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>Ahhhh love him. One question though, why can't they be like this all the time????? Oh well never mind hehee. He does it when it matters, that is the main thing 🙂 xxxx
>Sorry to hear the kids are sick, but enjoy your reprieve!
>I remember when my son made the switch from only wanting mama to loving to hang with Daddy. It was hard at first, but watching the 2 of them bond is amazing. Plus, like you said, some "you" time! 🙂
>My husband is fabulous with our kids, and 2 of them always veer toward wanting him over me. It still throws me off sometimes, but it is -as Emily said- definitely a reprieve, and how blessed are we to have such amazing men to father our children?!
Very cute Bigger Picture Moment!
>Sickies are so awful! I do love the picture of your husband as a hero. It is true! I know for my guy, I often want to step in thinking that somehow I know more than he does. But when I let him take over, it's amazing how much better he is at some things than I am. It's good to be part of a team.
>That's so awesome that you let him! 🙂 I'm sure that gives you some freedom to know you have help, and it allows him to bond with his kids in new ways too. That's very sweet!
>Awww!!!! So very sweet of your hubby to step up to the plate. I understand that weird alternate universe "not needed" feeling but it does go away. Your simple moment is uber delightful in every single way.
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PS. I hope your pookie feels better, stat!
>Brook, I love this testament to your hubby's ability. {Also, I KNOW! Isn't it weird when they switch to daddy mode? I've been told there is always a soft spot for mommy in the heart of a little boy … but daddy is the man, literally and figuratively, for most of their lives.}
Beautiful BPM!