On the Move

Greetings.... Of course I took a huge hiatus from writing on here for many different reasons, however, the main one is that I couldn't handle life. I don't know how some ladies do it. I am not the type of person who can handle a career, the husbands work schedule, a child, being pregnant, and cleaning..... I can't do it and stay sane. I feel terrible for my poor husband because stuff just kind of fell apart. 

I started working again This past August and jumped right into a second grade position. I looooove my profession and teaching but daaaaang...... working is for the birds. I was not able to put all of my heart and soul into what I do (and a billion hours before and after school) with a husband who was gone randomly or worked until 10 pm randomly with a toddler whom I only go to see for about an hour every afternoon before he went to bed. My heart was pulled in too many directions.

Around October Jimmy had decided to deploy again. He was given the choice to deploy or not to deploy and we talked about it extensively. Obviously with the events that occurred last time (he got capped by the Taliban) I was a bit apprehensive. I do know though that hearts need to heal and going through Walter Reed with him and his love of being deployed and his sadness of his fallen comrade... he may need to go to have his final closure. I told him he had my blessing (not that he needed it) and he told me he that's all he was waiting for. Fast forward a few weeks and he comes home from work to tell me he's not deploying!!!!! sayyyy what? I wanted to throw a party right then and there. With a toddler and a baby on the way I was not looking forward to handling all of it on my own ( I know it's my duty) but I was still not thrilled. 

Around Christmas we found out we were to be moving sometime in the near future. With me being pregnant and having a high risk pregnancy we had to make some tough choices. We were told in January we were moving from Louisiana on to Georgia..... Ready. Set. Panic... I had a job I needed to quit. I had a house that needed to be packed and I would be moving at 30 weeks pregnant. Bhahahahahahahahahaha everything just got overwhelming.

I quit my job. Had the army pack and move us and survived the drive to Georgia at 30 weeks. Now we are settled in to our lovely new place and are now just awaiting the arrival of our baby girl (who quite possibly could come a month before her due date). <----- That is another post for another day :)