Bake Sale Stress

I am in charge of putting together a bake sale so that my family readiness group (FRG) can raise money for a big welcome home party when our husbands come home.  There are a some major problems with this bake sale:

1.  We are having it on a Tuesday morning (not my idea, think it’s insane) after a Brigade run.

2.  After passing around a sign-up sheet at a meeting a few weeks ago I think there are four people volunteering their time.

3.  After passing around a different sign up sheet asking for donations we have about a billion bottles of water, some orange juice, and two or three people bringing muffins.

I am very worried bout this.  The lady that is helping me and I have sent out email after email asking for volunteers and donations and have received little response.  Then there is the fact that someone (me) has to arrive at 6 am the day of the sale to set up.  I am already panicking about how I’m going to get myself and my two little ones up, dressed, and out the door by 5:30 am.  

The women in my FRG have all these big plans for this welcome home party and I am tempted to send this email:

“Dear Spouses,

You all want to have this big party, but we aren’t going to have any money because nobody wanted to take the time to bake anything or go buy stuff. So, I don’t want to hear any complaints when we are partying at the Burger King.  Don’t you think your husband deserves more than a whopper when he gets home???”

Maybe that would light a fire under them!

5 Months and 6 Weeks

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Kendal is five months old!  She is rolling over from back to tummy, but then she gets stuck and needs to be rescued.  She is enjoying her daily cereal more these days.  I guess she decided there was more out there than just formula!  Her personality is shining through more too!  Happy 5 month birthday little one!

I met with the OB nurse to fill out my chart.  I am 6 weeks and 3 days pregnant and due January 10th.  It would be nice to have the birthdays of my children spread throughout the year instead of Kendal on the 20th of December, Christmas, Monkey on the 28th of December, and then new baby on the 10th of January!  What a busy couple of weeks that will be!  Anyway, I left that appointment with a bag filled with books, pamphlets, and a water bottle.  My next appointment is in four weeks!  The nurse told me that my weight was excellent for my height so I should gain 25-30 pounds (I just lost that too).  I have cut cokes out of my diet completely and have the headaches to prove it!  I know that one or two a day are ok, but once I start I have a hard time stopping!  So, I’ve been drinking 7-8 bottles of water which I know will make my hubby happy!  One day I can’t stop eating and the next day I’ll have no appetite at all!  Welcome back crazy pregnancy hormones!

Surprise?

R and R must have been a lot more fun than we thought.  We are making our family of four a family of five!  The hubs and I were pretty shocked, surprised, and a whole bunch of other emotions!  I mean, we certainly didn’t plan this and the timing? Well, it’s not so great.  But, as my mama always says “There are those that are ordered and those that are sent!”  So, now that the reality of another pregnancy and adding another little miracle to our lives has set in, we’re happy, still a little shocked, but happy!

All Dolled Up

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Getting Back to Real Life

We put my wonderful hubby on a plane early Monday morning for his return to Iraq.  It’s always difficult to say goodbye to him, but something was different about Monday.  We were able to go with him to his gate.  We sat at the gate, waiting, Monkey talked some asked him why he had to go back and sat in his lap.  Unlike last time, though, she didn’t fall apart and for that matter, neither did I.  When it was time for him to board, he gave us kisses and a few words were exchanged and then he walked away.  Once we couldn’t see him anymore, we turned to leave.  Monkey cried a little and on the drive home I cried a little.  When we walked back into the house it seemed different.  It felt empty and silent and still. 

We are slowly getting back to our real life.  A life where my dear husband misses out on so much.  A life that at times is lonely and difficult.  It takes me a couple of days after he leaves to get over feeling empty.  But, we are getting there.  Monkey is playing.  Kendal is rolling over and exploring anything she can get her little hands on.  Laundry is going.  Life continues.  

I was chatting with one of my very dear friends last night and when she asked how Monkey and I were with my husband leaving I told her about not falling apart or crying for days and she said “Well, I guess it’s just getting easier for you.”  Maybe she’s right and I feel a little guilty about that.  Don’t get me wrong, we miss him terribly when he’s gone and we can’t wait for him to come home again.