There comes a time in every military relationship that "duty calls". It has come this time. Over the next 2 months (8 weeks) he will be here 3. We were ready for this. Honestly, since I am so sick and tired... I am not ready for this. I am at the stage where hormones are nuts and the kids do not help. Princess tries her hardest to understand. Prince, doesn't understand and has NO idea what is going on. I am nervous to even see his reaction to daddy being gone for a week! He doesn't do well with change.
I am trying to feel better. I keep telling myself that there is a couple more weeks... Couple more weeks. I have it pretty well under control. As long as I take a Zofran RIGHT when I go to get out of bed.
I have found such good deals on stuff for the munchkin. My only thing is I have a superstition that you do not buy stuff before 12 weeks. I also believe that you do not tell people before 12 weeks. My thing is I was feeling SO horrible that I had to tell people because of a superstition that something could happen. I have began shopping. I am getting the minor things that I might need before we find out the gender. I am still debating on a stroller because we have a sit-n-stand which Ethan loves but I am not sure that he will actually sit in it without the 5pt harness on him! We will find out with time I guess. I have a bit. I would like to wear the baby as long as possible.
I have been catching up with my cleaning very slowly. Laundry is getting done and some cleaning. I still have to clean carpets of puppy accidents from Zoey which will take forever. I have done lots of laundry and trying to clean my room. I will get all this done before the munchkin is here!
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