Husband had to leave for three weeks. Off to play soldier again. Three weeks apart is nothing to us now. A drop in the hat. Last year's nine months, now that was a challenge.
Last night husband got to lay down for about two hours of sleep before he had to get up and leave. As we lay there, he brushed my hair back and said, "Always apart". Yep. That's our marriage. Always apart. I think it makes us stronger, though. Six and a half years of marriage, and half of that has been spent apart from eachother. Because of that we value the little things more. We don't take much for granted. Definitely not eachother.
The kids just know by now that they give daddy a hug and they'll see him again in a few weeks. It's routine.
Not all military families live this way. I've known a few who have barely had to say good-bye to their husband/wife, dad/mom. But we're infantry, which means a lot of training, a lot of special schools, and right now, a lot of deployments. However, it doesn't make watching him leave any easier. Just because it's routine, and just because we do this regularly, doesn't mean we cry any less. It doesn't mean we hurt any less. We just grow accustomed to it and deal with it. And anyways, it's not like I'm going to complain about three measly weeks! Now if this was another overseas deployment, I'd be a lot more worried and upset.
So, in the past few days we've gotten a dog, I've had a colonoscopy, husband has left for another trip, and Hunter has been very sick. What a strange mix of events to happen to us.
I finally took Hunter to the doctor today. He has a viral infection. Lots of medicine and lots of sleep, he should be better in a few days. He is miserable, though. I'm supposed to go to my first FRG meeting tonight and I just can't take him. Without husband here, I'll have to skip going. Hunter doesn't need to be in a crowded room full of people and kids and I don't need to deal with a sick crabby baby while trying to listen to what's going on. Too bad, though, because I was looking forward to meeting all the women I've been emailing and calling as POC for the platoon.
Now it's time to go give the puppy a bath. I'm sure he will enjoy every minute of it!