Pre-deployment

It sucks. That's about all I have to say. Technically, Stuart still doesn't even have his official orders. Don't even get me started on that. Basically, he's not gone until he's on the plane... and who knows if that will happen on Friday or not.  Since finding out on Tuesday that he was actually going its been a crazy hot mess around here. Jackson obviously senses the stress and tension and certainly has been adding fuel to the fire. He's been extra bad and has really been fighting bedtime.  He wouldn't even sleep in his bed tonight, so yup, he's in our bed now. Hopefully Stu can successfully transfer him back to his bed. As if we weren't having any trouble sleeping already.

As luck would have it,  I work wed, thurs and am on call this week. I get to wake up extra early tomorrow to go see a newborn in the hospital before work.  Even though I complain now, Im sure seeing that sweet, precious little bundle of joy will definitely make me smile and forget about life for a little bit.

On a positive note, look at this cutie. He loves trying on Daddys hats.

This was last night. J got to stay up a little late and watch extra tv because daddy was busy doing computer training. Speaking of computer training, it never ends. Tonight, Stu is again positioned on the couch, checklist (and more importantly beer) in hand. 

He has been super busy getting all the last minute things done at base during the day. Im pretty sure most people accomplish this over several weeks and he's cramming it into a few days. Lucky him.  I'm not going to lie, Im a little sad that he's so busy with this stupid training.  Between that and talking to everyone before he goes I feel like low man on the totem pole.

Tomorrow is Halloween. Jackson is going to be a dinosaur and Hadley is going to be a ladybug.  There is a 90% chance of rain and winds up to 50mph. Something tells me we will be celebrating indoors =)

My goal is to take pictures of the kids daily while Stu is gone. I have always been bad about that. Im just now updating Jacksons baby book. Yeah, I'm a bad mom. No ones perfect.

I know I complain a lot but I promise I'm going to be ok. It's going to be hard. There's going to be good days and bad days. But at the end of the day, I will remember how thankful I am for Stu's service. Growing up in a military family, he felt the need to serve our country and I can't say enough good things about him. He is a devoted father, the best friend anyone could ever ask for, an amazing physician, the sweetest husband and my true love.  God only gives you what you can handle and I know that our time apart will only strengthen our marriage.

Stu is currently learning Dari (the language of Afghanistan) and I am intrigued. Goodnight, friends. More to come tomorrow.