Sunday night..
I'm only a few days away from seeing my Cris's graduation from basic. I've packed probably, about eighty times.
Only fifty more to go!
I'm just so excited to see what he's been up to the past nine weeks. All I've done is work, and sleep, and work, and watch my belly grow. Meanwhile he's learned hand-to-hand combat, made new friends, and thrown live hand grenades.. Boy, do I feel inferior! I bet so much has changed about him (like, more structured, he'll be skinnier, and you can bet he'll have a niiiiice body) but at the same time.. he's gonna be the same (totally overprotective, thinking I need to be babied, and quite the piggy). So, maybe I'll only see him for two days. But then, there's only seven more weeks until he comes home.
The loser wants his job at Harley and Buck's back. That's cool, you've only got the most honorable job in the country right now, and you want to pair it with.. bussing. Awesome. Who knows, maybe he'll get to be a server. I mean, he won't be able to serve alcohol yet.. but serving up there does make a-fella quite a decent amount of money. Haha, and it's pretty much the funnest job ever. That's why it's so hard for people to quit. Ha.
I'm having one of those days where all I want to do is sit around and rub my belly. Which, I guess sounds kind of weird. And I suppose it's not very big yet.. But it's enough that it stands out from my generally slim body, and makes a prominent round shape out of my abdomen. So out of place. But it's so fun for me to stroke, and talk softly to the teeny, tiny, little piece of my heart and soul that is growing inside. I always remind my little sweetheart that Cris and I will always, always, always love him/her. We want love to be the base of everything we do as a family. Because we do love each other, and we love our sweet little baby.
I know I'm only a few days into the second trimester, but I am already loving it! My energy is starting to return to normal, as well as the oil levels on my skin. I almost feel like my non-pregnant self again.. except I find myself crying a bit more than I used to. I tend to overwhelm myself with projects, too. It's so easy to do when I'm already feeling sooo good!
I keep forgetting to take my vitamins, though. I knowwww, I'm supposed to, but ugh.. I get to doing something and then all of a sudden it's 11:30 at night, too late to eat anything, so "I'll just take it tomorrow." And so on and so forth. I'll have to set an alarm, or something. Cause the baby and I need those vitamins. But Momma's got to remember, first. :o
I'm only a few days away from seeing my Cris's graduation from basic. I've packed probably, about eighty times.
I'm just so excited to see what he's been up to the past nine weeks. All I've done is work, and sleep, and work, and watch my belly grow. Meanwhile he's learned hand-to-hand combat, made new friends, and thrown live hand grenades.. Boy, do I feel inferior! I bet so much has changed about him (like, more structured, he'll be skinnier, and you can bet he'll have a niiiiice body) but at the same time.. he's gonna be the same (totally overprotective, thinking I need to be babied, and quite the piggy). So, maybe I'll only see him for two days. But then, there's only seven more weeks until he comes home.
The loser wants his job at Harley and Buck's back. That's cool, you've only got the most honorable job in the country right now, and you want to pair it with.. bussing. Awesome. Who knows, maybe he'll get to be a server. I mean, he won't be able to serve alcohol yet.. but serving up there does make a-fella quite a decent amount of money. Haha, and it's pretty much the funnest job ever. That's why it's so hard for people to quit. Ha.
I'm having one of those days where all I want to do is sit around and rub my belly. Which, I guess sounds kind of weird. And I suppose it's not very big yet.. But it's enough that it stands out from my generally slim body, and makes a prominent round shape out of my abdomen. So out of place. But it's so fun for me to stroke, and talk softly to the teeny, tiny, little piece of my heart and soul that is growing inside. I always remind my little sweetheart that Cris and I will always, always, always love him/her. We want love to be the base of everything we do as a family. Because we do love each other, and we love our sweet little baby.
I know I'm only a few days into the second trimester, but I am already loving it! My energy is starting to return to normal, as well as the oil levels on my skin. I almost feel like my non-pregnant self again.. except I find myself crying a bit more than I used to. I tend to overwhelm myself with projects, too. It's so easy to do when I'm already feeling sooo good!
I keep forgetting to take my vitamins, though. I knowwww, I'm supposed to, but ugh.. I get to doing something and then all of a sudden it's 11:30 at night, too late to eat anything, so "I'll just take it tomorrow." And so on and so forth. I'll have to set an alarm, or something. Cause the baby and I need those vitamins. But Momma's got to remember, first. :o