"Ma'am step away from the Swiffer mop...."

The Hubs will be home in a few days. Yippee! Finally some conversation that isn't in a text message and lasts longer than a two minute phone call. And, you know there are other delightful perks to the man being home, but I'm not going into detail since this is a family show...er, blog. Anyway, he's coming home and we're all aflutter about that.

So here I am, once again, trying to catch up on my cleaning to-do list before he gets home. This is turning out to be quite a pattern with me and, to be honest, will prob'ly continue to be so for a while. I don't wanna get a few things done because I'm worried about what he'll think -he knows how crazy things have been around here with the Bubs being so sick- but because I'm looking forward to spending time with him and the Bubs. I'm not in the mood to be chained to a sink, washer, or a Swiffer product during the entire weekend. Heck, I'd be tickled pink if the Bubs were to simply have a weekend where he wasn't sick as a dog!

I'm saying all of this to say.........Wait a minute! Why am I sayin' all this?! I don't have time to sit and "chat" (although I reeeeaaaalllly like to chat with y'all), I have chores to do! Now where did I put that broom......

**Update~ We've been sidelined by another earache. I was so hopeful that the Bubs would be able to get rid of his runny nose in time to bypass another ear infection. Poor guy. I'd take it on myself if I could...I may have already done that to an extent. I'm not feelin' so peachy right now, either. Oy! Anybody know things to do for a cold while pregnant...other than curling in a fetal position and beggin' for Momma?

Hail, My Man Cometh!

Oh, happy day! The Hubby is on his way home and we're excited. The Bubs is running around enjoying his Saturday and constantly asking me if it's time to leave. He's also quoting newly learned addition facts, making sure he's saying them correctly so he can tell his Daddy this evening. That kid is so darned precious!

And what am I doing? Am I primping and getting ready to see my man? Not. A. Chance.

I'm cleaning. I'm still in my jammies with my hair jammed in a pony tail and I'm beginning to smell a little funky, people. FUNKY! *sigh* Oh, well. I'll just jump in the shower before it's time to go and hope I have time to dry my hair. The only reason I'm on here typing away is because my back is demanding a break before the cleaning mania resumes.

I'm not really feelin' all that womanly and sexy these days. If I can be blunt for a moment, if I'm not in a grocery store, I'm at school, and I'm always loaded down with housework because I can't seem to finish one thing before I jump on another. Oh, and let's not forget the ultra sexy morning sickness bouts! Fun times.

I think I need a new haircut or something to remind me that, yes, somewhere underneath my mommy gear, I am still a woman.....somewhere. Well, for now I'm gonna go grab my mp3 player and jam out to some Aretha Franklin. I think some "Natural Woman" is in order!

Days of Adjusting...

Sooooo.......I know it's been a few days since I've posted anything new on here, but I think that's okay considering that this is the first time I've seen my hubby in 7 months! The three of us have all been enjoying being around one another while takin' it easy around the house, playing with the new Wii (now that's a post for another day, folks!!), laughing at one another's shenanigans and basically just lovin' the fact that we're together again.

Now, as fabulous as it is that we're united again, that doesn't mean that we all haven't had to begin to adjust. Hubby is having to get back into a "civilized" routine and the Bubs and I are havin' to get used to taking Hubby into consideration when it comes to our little daily routines. The Bubs, in particular, is finding it harder to get away with things now that I have backup. *maniacal cackle of laughter* Ooohhh, it's so very nice to have backup again!

I know that there will be bumps along the road to re-adjustment and that's okay. None of us are perfect, but we love each other and are willing to do what it takes to have a healthy, functioning family. (Notice I didn't say a perfect family! I mean, what does that look like anyway? It's gotta be a myth...)

Wordless Wednesday....Um, almost.

Looking for Daddy....even though Mommy has told me a gazillion times that he's not ready, yet!

"I found Daddy's gear, Mom!"

Finally, a place to sit down...

Here they come!!!

I should have moved just a bit faster with this pic. What can I say? I was "in the moment"!

My two guys, reunited at last.

Yay, Woo-hoo and Hallelujah!

My man is home, y'all!! *jumping up and down squeeling* He got in just before lunch time. Safe and sound...just a little funky from travelin' for a couple days. The Bubs can't stop talking to him about his new train layout and anything else that happens to pop into his precious, excited noggin. I am just reveling in the waves of relief that are sweeping over me....and copping as many feels as I can get away with (without the Bubs seeing, of course!). I'm enjoying that partcular marital right to its fullest, people!

Moving right along.....

I took some pictures, but I have to sort through them with Hubby to see what's okay to display on here. Once that's done I will definitely be sharing them!

I must say that since I've started this blogging venture, I've made a few friends who have been so supportive in their comments to me while my Hubby has been gone. Many, many thanks, Shugs. You've helped me keep a hold of my sanity and sense of humor.....I've always found that those two things go hand in hand for me! ~A special thanks to my family. Without your love, prayers and support I wouldn't be able to get through many things that military life throws at our family. Kisses and hugs.

Homecoming Mixtapes

I tend to have a single song that sticks with me right around hubby's homecomings. I think the first two times it was "At Last" by Etta James. While that will continue to remain among my top faves, I stumbled across another song that I've been listenin' to over and over. I was cruising my Zune marketplace for some new tunes and I came across this duet "Lucky" from Jason Mraz's album, We Sing. We Dance. We Steal Things. , with Colbie Caillat. ~In fact, it might even be playing for you now if my playlist is working right.~ I got the goofiest grin on my face when I started listenin' to the words the first time I heard it. It perfectly captures how I'm feeling...*happy sigh*

Now, on the flip side...while I do enjoy the sentiment of the song, I know without a shadow of a doubt that it was God's grace and provision that kept my husband safe. Can I get a Amen?

In a word...

Overwhelmed-

1) to surge over and submurge; engulf
2)
a) to defeat completely and decisively
b) to affect deeply in mind or emotion
3) to present with an excessive amount
4) to turn over; upset

Most of the above definitions for the word overwhelmed perfectly sum up how I'm feelin' right about now. A few months ago when I envisioned being this close to Hubby coming home, this is not how I thought I'd be feeling. The last couple of weeks have been crazy and it seems like we keep getting hit with one financial need after another...you know, right when I'm trying to dedicate most of our savings for our upcoming getaway after Hubby comes home. *sigh*

And, yes, I have officially lapsed into throwing a full-blown pity party. Table for one, please.

I know that things will prob'ly work out in the end, but right now in this moment, I'm tired. I'm tired of handling things alone without any spouse support. In short, I am so ready for my man to be home, it's sooo not funny. When my hubby leaves, I not only lose readily available spousal input and support, I'm out of contact with my best friend as well. No, we do not have a perfect marriage and we don't always agree on every little thing, but there is definitly comfort in knowing that he has my back when I'm facing tough decisions...and vice-a-versa. Then there's the really fun part where I second-guess every decision I've made without him and begin to work out justifications to tell him when he asks, "Why?"

We've had to accept that we can't change what's had to happen while we've been apart and that we each do the best we can. We don't judge or play the "who had it worse game" because that would be a waste of time and extremely hurtful for us both.....but I still get so tense about it, for some very silly reason.

So, please forgive me for my whining and know that it won't be a permanent thing. From past experience, I know that right before he gets home, I'll be crazy excited (and very relieved). For now, I'm gonna chill with my Bubs and try to let it all go for a little while.

Peace, Y'all~
Anna K.