Mike left yesterday for school in Georgia. He'll be gone for six weeks. Sigh. Seems like he just got home! So once again I'm flying solo, only this time I've got morning sickness like nothing I've had before. It's exhausting to say the least, especially when three boys require constant monitoring. Still, I'll get through it with gritted teeth and a forced smile, because that's what us military wives do. Oh you're leaving again, honey? No problem! (sizzle sizzle pop) I'm getting too old for this!
In other news I'm now 8 weeks and 3 days pregnant. And feeling every bit of the blueberry-sized baby nestled within. I am so nauseous, I don't remember feeling this way with the boys (though I'm sure I'm just forgetful). Of course, I ain't no spring chicken anymore either...this havin' babies stuff is for the birds.
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