We survived the deployment, now just trying to survive toddlerhood...

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Day 80

Stuarts European Adventure Continues. Today: Belgium. 

I am mad at him so I have no idea what these pictures are or what he's doing there. He was supposed to return to Bagram today, but of course his plane was cancelled. Go figure. I realize I should be happy for him, but that is the last thing I am feeling right now.  This sucks. Life isn't fair. But, I can't help the way I feel. While I am stuck, day after day, without sleeping and dealing with fussy and cranky children, he is living it up in Europe. I can't even shower or use the bathroom in peace. Lately, Jackson has been wanting all of the attention. Literally sitting on top of me and jumping all over me nonstop. I ask him, over and over again, to sit next to me. He replies, "but mommy, you're my friend". Then of course I can't get mad, and for that very second all is right in the world. But seconds later, its back to them driving me up the wall. By the time the kids are finally asleep (if jackson actually goes to sleep without me) I am so tired that I can't even enjoy myself. Ive stopped working out because I'm so exhausted. The one thing I wanted to accomplish today: church. I could use a little bit of that in my life, especially with how Im feeling. Of course not. Hadley is off schedule because of her teething and slept from 9-1130. Oh well.  Jackson and I even went outside while she was napping and shoveled the driveway.  Atleast that was a little bit of exercise. Maybe once Hadley stops waking up so much I will get back into a schedule and start being healthy again. Speaking of schedule - thats another reason Im mad at Stu, his "schedule" has gone out the window. Who knows when he's sleeping or what in the world he's doing. He thinks he can text me and I will drop every thing and respond right away. Wrong. Doesn't work like that. 

I need a vacation. I deserve a vacation. Yet, I am stuck here, while Stu is living it up. 









This is what goes on at home...


















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