Oh my... I feel like such a lucky girl this week. My husband got to call me Monday, Wednesday, and I got a 40 minute phone call this morning at 1 AM! He always apologizes to me for waking me up -- pssshhhhhhhhh I don't care, wake me up!!! I get up every day hoping to hear his voice again. It's so nice getting to have a little bit of time to actually have a conversation with him. There's so much going on and so much that I want to tell him. It's hard when I can't because my stupid pregnant brain can hardly retain anything anymore!
It's so great to talk and laugh with him. When he calls and jokes with me, I giggle... Like actually giggle!! I don't really do that much. Sure, I laugh. But it's not the same thing.
I'm very happy this week - Tricare approved my change of Dr. so now I get to go see a new one who I will hopefully like better. And it also means that I get to have our son at the hospital that I wanted to!!!
A few nights ago, my mom and I had dinner with one of her friends, whose brother has been in the Navy for 25 years. He has a wife and three sons, and they have a great marriage. She was so reassuring and had such positive things to me, it was just the lift I needed! Not to sound snobby, because it's just fact, but most people just don't understand. If you haven't been through this, it's impossible to relate to. But it was such a boost, she kept telling me she's so proud of how strong I am and how grounded I am, and how it's not possible to fake how in love with him I am, and she can't believe the little girl she knew grew up to be me and it's just amazing. Then she took down Joel's address and is sending him a big care package. I've never appreciated a hug so much in my life. It was fun talking ships with her, she's been on the Bataan before.
I still hate this open timeline. There is a huge gap of time in which this deployment would end. And somewhere in there, our son is coming. Every once in a while I have a panic moment like "OMG he's not here, I can't do this alone!" But then I remember how proud he is of me and of us and how happy he'll be to hold his son for the first time. Then I know I can do it. I can't believe how far we've made it already. Just about 6 more months, and I'll be bringing the baby back down to North Carolina!
This will be a short week at work (yay!), next weekend is my baby shower in Virginia, so we'll be driving down on Thursday and back on Sunday. That will make for a long weekend. But hopefully it's a good time.
My belly is sticking out now. It's weird. I feel heavy and awkward, and I'm going to probably get quite a bit bigger. And I'm horrified to look down at night and find that my ankles are DOUBLE their normal size! But besides that, and some heartburn, the baby really hasn't given me any trouble so for that I'm very thankful.
I can't wait for our baby boy to be here, and then for his daddy to come home. All I can do is cross my fingers that Tristan stays in as long as he's supposed to and hope this deployment ends ASAP. <3
It's hard. This is not what I imagined my life would be like at all. But I love it, I wouldn't wish for it any other way!! I love my husband to the moon and back, and we love our little boy so much already. <3
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