Brian is home!

He got out of the hospital on Monday. Hooray! He is still on oxygen, and not allowed to work for at least a week. I'm just so happy he's on the mend. I hope he stays healthy and lives to a ripe old age! The last 7 days have been stressful with him going into the hospital and Steve leaving. No more bad things please!

Flying Kites

Today, Chrissy and I flew kites with Catrina and her kids. We got the kites in the air a few times, but it wasn't really windy enough. Those kids were determined though! They played on the playground at the park, and then we all went to a friend of Cat's to feed their llamas.

I enjoyed spending time with them. It was a lot of fun, and I wasn't sad!

Cat had to do parent teacher conferences so Chrissy came over and ate dinner with me. Lasagna! Yum! And we talked more while watching MIB. She got to meet my crazy kitty, too.

Steve called to give me his address and tell me he loves me. That's it. I didn't get to ask him any questions! He did sound annoyed though. Hopefully, I'll get a date for his graduation the next time he calls, and find out how he is doing. I hope it's soon.

Miserable

Steve went through MEPS this morning around 6 and finished at 12:30. He flew out at 1:51PM Mountain Time, and arrived in Texas at 5:30 Central Time.

I miss him like crazy. I might just be the biggest baby in the world with how much I've been crying, but I really don't care. He's one of the few things I get emotional about. I love him with all of me and so it's really hard for me with him being gone. I hate when people say it could be worse. Well obviously it could ALWAYS be worse. Telling me that doesn't make the situation I am currently in any better. I realize how lucky I am that it's only 15 weeks this time around, and that I get to see him very briefly in the middle of it. But he's still gone. After 6 years of being together every night, he's freaking gone. And it's hard. And I don't care if it could be worse. I realize that. But I still miss him, and I'm still miserable right now.

Give me tips, give me advice, but don't tell me how lucky I am. I don't feel lucky right now.

Monday Love

You leave today. I'm very sad and heartbroken. But I'm also proud of you and I know you will do well. I really hope and wish that these next 8 1/2 weeks fly by for both of us. Once it's out of the way, I really think the 6 weeks of tech school will go even faster. Still, I wish you could stay home and I could fall asleep in your arms every night like I have for the last 6 years. I just love you and all that you are and I can't wait to see you again.

Baby talk

I've been on the birth control shot Depo Provera for about 2 years now. I have loved loved loved being on it! I haven't had a "time of the month" since I started it 2 years ago! It's been amazing! But I got my last shot in February. We're going to start trying to get pregnant in the Fall when we're settled wherever we go. This plan may change if we get sent overseas. I'm uncomfortable with the idea of having my child in another country, even if it is on a base.

While Steve is gone, I will be letting my body get back to its normal, natural state. I'm also on Methotrexate to manage my Psoriasis. I plan on stopping that in June. It's recommended you're off of it for 3 months before trying to get pregnant as it is known to cause birth defects. Which means I get to look like a freak until and throughout my pregnancy! Woo! <-- sarcasm.

I'm hoping I do get pregnant right away, but things never go my way so who knows. I really just wanted to document this and let our future child know when he/she started being planned. Of course, we've been thinking about this for about 6 months, but only seriously since December when we got a date for Steve to go to basic.

For the record, our child will be an only child. I'm already thinking about what to do after to prevent another pregnancy. There are a lot of options.

If it takes longer than 5 years, we're not having a child.

We already have a boy name picked, but I'm REALLY hoping for a girl.