It's the end of another week. One week closer to being done with school. One week closer to Michael coming home. Jeremy (my brother-in-law) came over yesterday evening to mow our yard. It did such a nice job and even did the trimming. Although the doctor says it's okay to mow the lawn, Michael still didn't want me too and apparently Jeremy is in agreement. It was very generous of him to spend a good portion of his evening here, and it's probably just the first of many. I will be forever grateful for his help and everyone's help that I will receive this next year.
While it was nice to have him mow the lawn, it was difficult at the same time. All I kept thinking was, this doesn't look right, it should be Michael on the mower, and Michael doing the trimming. It made me really miss him. For the most part, I am doing okay. I know the first part is the hard part, but there's still little triggers that set me into miss my baby mode. That was one of them. The other day in line at the store I was looking at the front cover of the newspaper. Another unit in Indiana is deploying and there was a picture of a soldier hugging his wife and baby good-bye. It was hard to see, although it's an image I've seen so many times before. And it could be something little, like seeing a couple ride down the road on a motorcycle that will make me think of him, of us.
I thought about not writing about this. It's depressing, who wants to read this? It's hard to even just type some of it. But this is my life right now. These are my thoughts.
But it's not all sad, more like a roller coaster. There are still people finding out about the pregnancy and it's such exciting news to share. And the dogs are wonderful. They play and they're so cute together. And Benny is so good. It's unbelievable how good he is. He is happiest when he is curled up next to me on the couch. Last Sunday I spent most of the day curled up on the couch with both of my fur babies. It was wonderful and lazy and I loved every minute of it. I think the only struggle I have with them is trying to make them eat their own food.
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