It's been a little over a week...

and it feels like a month has gone by!! My shower was last weekend, even with the crappy weather it ended up being a nice shower. I had fun visiting with everyone, I hadn't seen most everyone there in a while so I got to play "catch-up". I got a lot of cute little outfits I am still not used to seeing all the blue. I felt bad because I am having a pretty easy pregnancy as far as pregnancies ever go and the other 2 ladies are both having pre-term labor and are on restrictions and I feel great for the most part. I have been having dizzy spells and have taken a couple of good falls from them but the doc ran a bunch of tests (I spent all Wed. afternoon in L&D my doc sent me there after my apt) and all we could come up with was heat and stress from Flyboy leaving. Either way even for all the random contractions I am having I am dialated but not a complete 1 cm yet so all looks good.
After my shower we headed to BBQ at Flyboy's friends house. The friends wife was really nice and they have 2 girls and our girls got along well, even though Chubs was getting rough. We are still working on that, I am over her being so mean.
Tuesday I put Flyboy on the plane, so many people were crying and I was the only pregnant wife who actually stayed until the plane left. The other 2 pregnant wives just walked the guys to the hanger and left. I should have they had us there at 6am for the guys to not leave until 9am, damn Navy hurry up and wait!! My big girls of course just kissed daddy and said see ya later and skipped off. Chubs cried because she wanted to go on the plane since she is used to going into a hanger and getting to climb around the plane, but she calls planes daddy since we usually point at the plane and say daddy might be on that plane. So she was crying and saying daddy. I felt bad for Chubs because she really wanted to go. I also felt bad that my big girls have been trained not to cry or get sad, they are so used to him leaving that it just isn't a big deal. I always tell them it is okay to miss him but he doesn't need to see us upset because it is harder on him since he has to leave us and his home. It doesn't even feel like a deployment though I call him every night in his hotel room and we can im, he even says it is weird to not be on the ship. Our phone bill is going to be OUTRAGOUS with calling central America everyday, but Flyboy wants me too! With bro K here the girls haven't even really noticed since he has been working so he comes home in the evening and he interacts with them. AJ is still calling him her third parent and for the most part he is. I am just happy he is here it is nice having someone here. I am just hoping to go into labor on the weekend so Supermom won't have my kiddoes for too long! Especially after the poopy day Wednesday, I will save you the details but it includes Chubs pooping on the floor and eating it and a couple explosive diarrhea episodes from the other kiddoes, ick! Supermom's bed had to be washed 2ce and then I got home to my doggies having their own diarrhea all over my back room, just one long poopy day :(
Supermom got their orders for Italy they will be leaving late January sometime. That will suck, she is definately my closest friend here. It is the Navy though and if they weren't going to Italy they were going to get out and go back to Texas so either way I was going to be saying goodbye next year. It isn't all bad since Chubs and the girl of the triplets have been at each other's throats for the past month anyway so I have been trying to limit my time there before they kill each other. Plus it is chaos with the big kids out of school (as if four isn't) but 7 kids in one house is too much!
Other than that same ol' same ol' AJ has swim lessons thru next week then we will have a quiet summer until the baby comes of course! I am not ready for a Chubs and a newborn I am already feeling overwhelmed by that idea, but I am sure I will get used to it.