Two, and three.

Damm will be here tonight. He's gonna spend the day waiting in the airport in hopes he can get an earlier flight than his scheduled one. I also think he's just glad to be off-base. As I've probably said before (I've noticed that I repeat myself a lot these days) he's here all weekend and then leaves early Monday morning. And then we begin the 8-week countdown to November. That was the Whee part. I have to say, I am full of nothing but admiration and awe for those parents who have to go it solo. I've only got 2 months to go through before my other half is here to hold Miniorc, distract Orclette, and make my coffee in the morning. To never have that expectation of help has to be so hard. But you do what you have to do. Like this morning. We slept well: heck, I think I got a full 8 hours. But I was still very blah this morning. And then the Orclette told me she had a poopy diaper. And Miniorc's diaper was feeling very wet. And I hadn't finished my first c...

Yay for small things. Miniorc, for the past two nights anyway, has slept a solid 6 hours straight. And there's a huge difference between getting 6 uninterrupted hours and 6 hours made up of 2-hour blocks. I also managed to fall asleep during naptime yesterday. Small victories, but they make all the difference. Another minor happening: I went runnin! Only 4 minutes, and after those 4 minutes were over I concluded that I really need to wait another week or two before attempting to run again, but I am back. Woot! The mother-in-law has been kind enough to watch the little ones for an 1 1/2 each morning so I can go to the gym. I'm going to buy her sugar-free chocolate and a nice card because I feel like a real person again thanks to those outings. I don't know how much I weigh this morning but a week ago I checked the scale and I had dropped about 25 pds. I gained a total of 40 and so I figure I have 10 pds to go. I didn't lose the last 5 pds with the Orclette until she was ...

My mom flew back to Houston today. Damm is coming this weekend but he flies back on Monday. After that I have 8 more weeks of single parenthood to wade through. Just 8 weeks. I start working out again tomorrow morning, I've got activities lined up with friends, and any evening I find ourselves at loose ends I have a standing invitation to go over to the in-laws house. My cable is working (it and my internet was out the entire weekend, no clue why), Miniorc is being just as pleasant as could be, and the Orclette is as much fun as ever to be around. But the first day or two after leaving is always hard. And I have another leave-taking to go through next week. I'm trying not to think about that, concentrate only on the fact that Damm will be here. When he deploys for the first time I've already decided I'm going to my parent's. His parents have been all that is kind and have been enormously helpful but it's not the same. Sigh. My posts will steadily become more upb...