Life is crazy around here. Just when I say maybe the unit is getting better, it all blows up again. This really is a small vortex of hell right here in central Germany for my own person enjoyment. We may or may not be slated for deployment. There are three different stories coming from the leadership. None of which is particularly pleasant. They are doing pre deployment paperwork in the coming days, so Lord only knows what THAT means. With this unit, it probably means they're getting ready to lose it at least twice so they have to start early. We have some crap happening at home too which just makes life easier in my own small corner of hell. Baby and I are doing great. I'm finally 100% over my cough/cold/throat thing. I'll try to remember to post a belly shot for all tomorrow. Do not get overly excited as I will probably be taking it by myself and will therefore return to the headless legless pregnant torso. Take care of the people you love. Hold them close and kiss them all over for me tonight, ok?
A military wife is mostly girl. But there are times, such as when her husband is away and she is mowing the lawn or fixing a youngster's bike, that she begins to suspect she is also boy. She usually comes in three sizes: petite, plump and pregnant. During the early years of her marriage it is often hard to determine which size is her normal one. She has babies all over the world and measures time in terms of places as other women do in years.
I'm a 23 year old wife and mom trying to find a place in the world. I'm my husband's mistress since he's married to the army. I love to read, cook, and eat, not necessarily in that order. I live, I laugh, I cry, and sometimes I even get it right.