For those of you that wrote to me after reading my last blog, thank you. I truly appreciate your concern and your emails make me feel 10x’s better even though the Atlantic is between us.
I’m doing better today, partly from caring friends, partly from a great husband, and partly from getting out of the house and going shopping with friends.
Mark and I “talked” last night, which was mostly me going from being pissy to crying back to being pissy (I don’t know how he puts up with me sometimes). This morning I got an email from him saying that if I’m still super unhappy after this assignment he’ll figure out how to get an assignment where he isn’t gone so much next time. It’s just nice to know that he values our marriage more than flying the jet, which always isn’t the case when it comes to fighter pilots.
I think my main problem is I have huge separation anxiety from Mark. I hate, with every ounce of my being, being away from him. And at this point, I have anxiety about separations that aren’t even here yet. But hanging out with the girls today and talking with military wife friends online from other bases, I know I’m not in this alone.
Abbie is a little walking machine now. She’s VERY close to running actually. And she can get up by herself now without hanging on to anything. Today she was wandering all over our house carrying a bag of wipes and her sippy cup. Pretty darn cute!