Deployment

It seems like everybody around me is getting deployed or up for deployment. Sam's leaving in January... He's on duty tonight. Tomorrow it will be a week of getting along, it's been great, but I don't know if it will last. I always hope that it does, but something always happens. I don't expect it to be perfect, but I expect it to be better than it's been, or better than it was before it's been better. Oy, I'm great at writing in riddles. Avon's been going well, babysitting's been alright. I guess that's all I've got for now.


COMMENTS:
mychrysalis wrote:

Apr. 30th, 2005 01:01 pm (local)

Do you have some friends whose husbands will be leaving with Sam? That will make things easier, but I'm sure Sam's heart is broken about missing six months of his son's life. I admire your "stick-to-it-iveness" about your marriage, and completely understand it. I miss you lots!

Me Time

I painted my finger and toe nails tonight. My fingernails are a funky purplish green swirl and my toes are light blue, purple, red, dark blue and green. My birthday was fun. I think it topped last years, which is awesome. Last year I was sort of down because a birthday without family doesn't even seem like a real birthday, no cake, no presents... just an empty feeling. This year was different though, no family, and no presents (on the actual day) BUT I did get a cake and a few cards and a really nice boquet of flowers. :-)

I'm going to the introduction of a bible study tomorrow morning. I should be sleeping, but I slept in the morning when I really didn't need to so I'm awake right now. Austin is screaming, but he's fed and changed and I don't think he has gas... He just really likes to be held. And I really like holding him so I'm not sure how to break him of the habbit.

Sam's gone tonight. He's got duty, and tomorrow he has ENDOC--I don't know if I wrote that right, but oh well, I've never been in the Navy so I don't have to know how to spell it. It's the first time in a long time that I have sincerely missed him when he's been away. Things have been nice lately. But every time I get comfortable with things going well they turn around on me... :P Ugh.

I haven't had to babysit at all this week. Lexie's dad just got back from Iraq and he's spending time with her. I've been enjoying my break. It's not like I watch her a lot, but I enjoy having more free time. Unfortunately I also enjoy having money to do things, so I have to do a little work. I was thinking about applying at Subway, but I'd like to see Sam once in a while, and I think that I'd probably really miss Austin if I got an outside job. I'm undecided yet.

Austin will be three months old tomorrow. My scale says he's 16 pounds.. such a big boy. His newest thing is squealing at the top of his lungs for the heck of it. It's cute and yet irritating. Reguardless I love him like crazy.

I am a Ball of Stress.

Ay, ay, ay! There's so much on my mind right now and I don't know that the fact that THERE'S SO MUCH is what's bothering me or if it's the weight or whatever of what's bothering me that's bothering me the most. Yeah, try to make sense of that. I'm supposedly suppose to have gained five to ten pounds by this point in my pregnancy. I'm pretty sure I haven't gained it yet. It's not that I'm eager to be fat... well, maybe I am. I don't know. I just want to be healthy for the baby. My friend Alicia called me this morning and informed me that her husband informed her that the USS Stump, the ship Sam, and her husband, Rocco, are on is being decommissioned in October. Which means our husbands will be getting new orders and there is a chance that we have to move. Now moving is not particularly what stresses me. What stresses me that is if we have to move it will be either two months or one month before I'm due. Of course there are benefits to moving, but I'm not sure of the benefits of moving when I'm about ready to pop. I think I need to take a nap. Five hours of sleep and seven hours of work just isn't cutting it for me right now. Oy!