No Seriously... Chocolate Cannot Fix THIS.

Im serious y'all- this is beyond Chocolate. Why yes, I DO have a quart of Chocolate ice cream in the freezer and I HAVE tried drowning my misery in it. Alas, here I am- 34 weeks pregnant, alone, and crabby. The Hubs is once again deployed to yet another civil war ravaged third world country trying desperately to make their lives and standard of living better. He is going to be putting new roofs on hospitals so that laboring women dont have to worry about acid rain dripping down on them. They will build new schools so that the children there can get educated and help to build a better future for said country. And do you know how the local war lords and guerillas will repay my Husband and his men? By shooting at them, attempting to kidnap them, and try to strike fear into them to get them to leave.

I am so uncomfortable that I just want to scream. I am uncomfortable in my role as single, pregnant Mom, uncomfortable in my new house, uncomfortable with the impending change, uncomfortable knowing the situation that my Husband is in, and mostly just uncomfortable in my own skin. Yes, we moved AGAIN last month. To a bigger house (4 bed, 3 bath, and a garage) on the other side of town to another Naval base. I hate moving. And now I find myself nesting which only makes it all so much worse. I mean really- if ever there was a time when a gut wrenching, from-the-bowels scream was appropriate- now would be the time.

All of that being said, I am exhausted. I know that I havent updated in a while and I swear to the Good Lord above that I will do so more diligently in the coming months.

Have a Beautiful Day!
XOXO,
Becca