Sorry, sorry. I know I've been pretty much non-existent for the last few weeks at least. My first term is coming to an end, I'm finally finished all my projects and papers and I'm about to have a little downtime. This deployment is also kicking my butt. I hate to say it, but it's true. I'm exhausted. Last year it wasn't so bad. Baby Girl was only crawling and it was so much easier to keep her contained. Now that she's two it's like all hell has broken loose in my house. I'm barely making it day to day sometimes. I live on Red Bull. I'm not sure how moms with more than one child do it, but I tip my hat them. Bright side? I'm getting over my case of baby fever. I'm also counting down the days until I can stick her butt in preschool.
Huzzy has been sweet about keeping up with letters, all of which I save and treasure. It is really amusing though, the change in them over time. His letters started out really sweet, full of I-love-yous and I-miss-yous. And they still are. But they're also full of topics of a more...risque nature. A couple days ago the mailman left three letters in the mailbox for me. The first one was all sweet declarations of love. The second was damn near soft-core erotica. Not that I'm complaining, mind. The third one... Well, I guess he got tired of beating around the bush and wanted to get straight to the point. It was a (poorly) drawn picture of two stick figures having sex.
Dear Lord, please bring my man home soon. Methinks he's going crazy out there. I have to say though, it made me laugh so hard my stomach hurt.
What about you girls? Ever get any...interesting letters from your man during deployment? I'm sure I can't be the only one.