Taxes, and an update.

So, my husband emailed after my last blog post. He had actually been busy, which is why he didn't email. So we're all good now.

Today was awful though. I went to file our taxes, and it was a pain in the ass. I ended up crying in the VITA office in front of like 4 people, and it was so embarrassing. I blame the pregnancy hormones. Luckily for me the VITA office was full of other pregnant women who were on hold, so they understood and were really nice about it.

But finally, after about 3 hours and a series of hassles, our taxes are done.

Disappointment and Cornish Hen

I didn't receive an email today, nor a phone call, though apparently my husband had the ability. I am disappointed, and I don't feel like pretending to be jovial, so I'm just not emailing him until he emails me.

For dinner though I made myself a nice cornish hen with a large salad. It was quite delicious. I have leftover hen, so I'll probably use it in a salad tomorrow.

I'm not happy today, thus the short post.

Another day, another letdown.

So I didn't get the wine demonstrator job. I am absolutely positive it's because I'm pregnant. I was early, knowledgeable and passionate about the product, and yet, they went with someone else.

I suppose I will go back to calling the temp agency. I wasn't because I had volunteered to babysit my friend's kids, but she is proving unreliable. I was supposed to babysit today, but I got all the way to her house and had to call HER and ask why her husband's truck was there...since he wasn't supposed to be home and thus the need for me to watch her children. Needless to say, I am not fond of wasting gas money and getting all the way there, then finding out she could have easily called and let me know I wasn't needed.

Sigh.

As usual...

My plans with a friend of mine fell through on her end. I love her to death but I wish she wouldn't say that I could come hang out this weekend and then suddenly it not be okay. It bums me out.

I mailed out my husband's care package though, so at least I did something productive today. Now I'm cuddling with Mari and wearing my husband's pajama bottoms.

Somewhat productive day.

I didn't feel like doing anything, but I forced myself. Today I:

Took down the Christmas tree
Vacuumed the downstairs
Swept the kitchen floor
Wiped all the counters
Did dishes twice
Got my husband's care package ready

And I think his care package will be a good one for him. I wanted to get it there in time for Valentine's Day, so hopefully it will get there in time. I put in the package:

A card
Pictures of the two of us
A heart shaped box of chocolates
Sweethearts (for him to share with the division and other friends on the boat)
2 cans of hormel chili
2 cans of vienna sausage
a summer sausage
2 packs of beef jerky
3 boxes of flavor packets (boat water is terrible!)
1 box of white cheddar cheez-its
1 jar of peanut butter

I think that was it, actually. I realized I put a lot of protein in there. Oh well, I don't think he'll mind.

Sigh.

What a day. I hope I get an email tonight, but it's not looking good. Hopefully tomorrow if nothing else.

Baby Things, etc.

Today was a pretty decent day. I enjoyed some time at home this morning, and at 1 I had an interview at the wine-making company. I found out at the interview that one of the perks is that you bring home leftover samples. Of course, it won't benefit me until after the baby is born, but I can think of several winos who wouldn't mind taking them off my hands. On my way home from the interview, I got a call from a military recruiter. Not the kind that wants you to join, but the kind that wants to help ex-military get a career. It was a nice chat, and I asked him to keep me in mind for May.

And a bit later, the box of my baby's things came. I had to leave them at my parents' house after we visited, because my husband and I just couldn't carry it all. But I'm happy that we have it all here now, so I can start to wash and fold the baby's clothes.

I can't believe it's almost time to meet our child. It's gone so quickly. I can only hope the deployment goes as quickly as my pregnancy has.

Getting ready

In just a few short months I'll be a Mom. With that said, we pretty much only have big things left to buy, thankfully. Today I got a diaper pail, a bathtub, and a few other smaller things. I feel accomplished.

I still need a glider, a swing, and the stroller, but my generous Mom has decided she will get the stroller for us.

I am so ready for my baby to be here. Luckily time has flown by this pregnancy! I can't believe I'm already in my third trimester, when it seems like I just found out. My husband asked me how his son was doing today. I'm not sure it's a boy, we'll have to see in April.

Another day, and a prospect.

I am feeling a bit better today. I wrote my husband an email this morning, and teared up a bit, but otherwise I've been doing well. I got a response back about being a wine demonstrator. It's right up my alley, as I love wine. It won't be a whole ton of money, but any income helps, and it will give me something to do. The interview is on Wednesday, I am excited!

The baby isn't kicking as much today, but I think it has something to do with my husband being gone. As silly as it may sound, the baby seems to kick more when Daddy is home.

Tomorrow I am doing some things to help me get an education. I hope one of my options works out, I would love to be someone my family can be proud of.

Deployment #2

Has arrived, with a vengeance. No, not the cat. I got to enjoy breakfast with my husband today before I had to say "see you in a bit", i.e. 7 months from now, and hopefully not more. When I went with him to deliver his things to the ship, the wind whipping down the pier was so cold I think my ears froze. I was even wearing a hat!

Last time I was so strong, and I numbed myself as best as I could. This time, it was harder. I tried so hard not to let him see me cry, but I'm sure he did. It literally pained me to watch him walk away, a thousand times worse than the first time. Once he was out of sight I drove off. I don't like to wait around for the ship to sail away. At home, I started putting away little messes he left, and I had to stop. As much as I used to be irritated when he left things everywhere, now I can only think that once they're put away, they won't be left sitting anywhere.

But today is my day to mope, and be sad. I told the baby that things would be okay, but I think I was really reassuring myself more than our child, who can't understand what I'm saying. At least once April rolls around I'll have a snuggly baby, our love child, to hang out with. For now I have my best friend, also named Sam, my roommate, and my cats.

Tomorrow will be a better day. I'll just let it out today.