Sarah D.
BIG butterflies in my (soon to be significantly smaller) tummy
Feb 22, 2010
So I found out about a week ago that my surgery date is March 2. Now, if that were the only thing happening right now, I'd be nothing but SUPER stoked (and trust me, I AM stoked to finally have a date).
BUT ... (yes, I know you saw that coming)
Joshua, my amazing, wonderful husband, is leaving for his deployment very soon after that date. (I can't say the specific day for security reasons.) Thankfully, he'll be here long enough to get me home from the hospital, but after that, he's leaving very soon. He's going to be gone a year. Quite frankly, that sucks. I am horrified about how my son is going to handle it, and I can already feel the actual PHYSICAL ache of missing him. And he's NOT EVEN GONE YET!!! Grrr.
BUT ...
As I did during the last deployment, I shall put on my big girl panties and press on. Sorry to whine. I just had to get it out. All I've gotten from my family is, "you can do this!" and "it will be over before you know it!" And I'm sorry, but sometimes I just want to throw a temper tantrum, get it out, then I can be done with it. KWIM????
Ok. Sorry. I know this is supposed to be about the surgery and all that, but I had to let this out somewhere. I just need to go to bed. :) Thanks for listening, cyberspace ... you're always there for me.
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BUT ... (yes, I know you saw that coming)
Joshua, my amazing, wonderful husband, is leaving for his deployment very soon after that date. (I can't say the specific day for security reasons.) Thankfully, he'll be here long enough to get me home from the hospital, but after that, he's leaving very soon. He's going to be gone a year. Quite frankly, that sucks. I am horrified about how my son is going to handle it, and I can already feel the actual PHYSICAL ache of missing him. And he's NOT EVEN GONE YET!!! Grrr.
BUT ...
As I did during the last deployment, I shall put on my big girl panties and press on. Sorry to whine. I just had to get it out. All I've gotten from my family is, "you can do this!" and "it will be over before you know it!" And I'm sorry, but sometimes I just want to throw a temper tantrum, get it out, then I can be done with it. KWIM????
Ok. Sorry. I know this is supposed to be about the surgery and all that, but I had to let this out somewhere. I just need to go to bed. :) Thanks for listening, cyberspace ... you're always there for me.
