Sgt left a message on my cellphone last Tuesday. It went a little something like this.
“Call me. I have news.”
When ever Sgt says those three little words ‘I have news’ it can only mean a few things.
- He is being deployed to a wartorn country.
- We are getting a posting notice.
- He has injured himself in some way and I need to pick him up at the infirmary.
You have one guess as to what ‘the news’ is. Here’s a clue. He is not being deployed and I did not need to leave work early to pick him up at the infirmary. If you guessed number two I have some lovely dried prunes for you.
It looks like we will be moving to a new location this summer. No guarantees just yet, that will come sometime in March. If this pregnancy goes well and according to plan I will be selling this house, buying a new one, registering the wee soldiers at a new school, filing for unemployment and moving it all in mid-July. My due date is August 6.
And when life seemed like it could not get any better … I pooped. Twice in one day. It was a beautiful moment. As promised, no details. Thank you all for your kind words and advice. It seems like both the prunes and the dried apricots did the trick. 4 of each every night before bed. I am still not regular but I will take what ever I can at this point.