We have survived our first month of Paul's deployment. Scratch that. I think we are thriving which I didn't expect. When I was 9 months pregnant and Paul came home and told me he was getting deployed I just had these visions of myself curled up in the fetal position at the airport as he boarded the plane...TSA coming to whisk me away to the loony bin. Or crying all the time.
Well, we avoided that whole airport fetal position thing by having a friend drive him and staying home with Emma really didn't allow me too much crying or feeling sorry for myself.
Since then I've had a few days in which I've felt really blue, but I always try to keep life in perspective and I refuse to feel sorry for myself when so many others are in situations that I cannot imagine, situations that I actively pray God never makes me experience. A 6 month deployment seems like a cake walk. (I've never actually done a cake walk and I'm not 100% sure what it is, but it sounds fun...I do love cake).
Other than the hot flashes, hair falling out, and lack of sleep I think we are all doing pretty well. Paul is doing pretty much what he did at home (watching tv and playing on the internet except now he only gets 4 channels and watches a lot more movies) and our life is similar as well.
We went to our first infant playgroup today and Emma was the youngest baby there. Even though she isn't crawling yet I think we'll keep going if only to expose her to some kid germs. Plus I like to get out of the house each day and going out to lunch every day is getting expensive. Emma was so good (as usual) and fell asleep at the end as it occurs during her usual nap time.
Although I have noticed an increase in the emotional eating. I am starting to feel less blue (my increased dosage of my meds must be kicking in) and now need to (once again) get on track with WW and working out. My work outs have suffered b/c Em and I have been running around so much that we are usually out during her afternoon nap time and its next to impossible to work out if she's awake. And I'm much too lazy to work out when she goes to sleep at 7pm. That's my dinner time.
So, my next project is getting the house organized. In lieu of getting new furniture I've settled for re-arranging some furniture and Big Brothers Big Sisters Foundation is coming on Monday to pick up a bunch of stuff for donation.
And in other random news I watched 4 episodes of Jerseylicious today and I hate myself for it just a little. lol
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