Robert left for Atlanta on Saturday. He will be there for a bit over 3 weeks. As soon as Robert began packing his bags Ruth became a different child. She has taken this Daddy's girl ideal to a new heigth. Thursday when Robert began packing in the evening she started whimpering and crying. She just wanted to go to bed and not eat dinner. So we allowed her to. The next day she woke up and the same thing happened. She was a mess. She didn't want to eat, she didn't want to go to ballet, she was sleeping all day, and she just wanted Robert to hold her. We thought surely there was something wrong. We took her to the ER (she had hit her head the night before and we were worried she may have a concussion). All was ruled out and Anxiety was ruled the culprit of this behavior. Its been 5 days since all of this has started and she is no different from last Thursday.
We tried to make the most of our time. The night before he left we stayed up late all curled up in our jammies and died easter eggs together.
She has only had one solid meal. Saturday, after dropping Robert off at the airport we went to the base easter egg hunt. This is where everyone and their mother asked "whats wrong Ruth" as she pouted around. I ended up giving her this big long speech in the grocery store afterward about how its not so bad and all of the fun things we will do and how little time he will be gone. She felt better for a moment in time. We ran home and ate... she ate good. She seems happy here but look into her eyes... the sadness in them melts my heart. This is the ONLY meal she has eaten in 5 days. I hope it gets better...
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