Trip for two

Alan and I leave tomorrow for Tampa to get some things done and spend some time together as well....woohoo. Meemaw has been here since Sunday so things have been a little crazy although sleeping in has been nice. Anyway, not much to write about. 4 weeks left in the Army pretty much. It doesn't seem like we have been here 2 years and soon Alan will be a career man...told him I might miss the uniform a little so keep one for me;)

Back to "Mommy"

As I have learned in my new role as a mom, nothing is ever dull. I got back from Florida on Monday after having a blast(will post a couple pics after my yacking). Alan and I went to dinner and then came home. Reis had been running a fever earlier that day and by the time we got home, he felt really hot. Well, being a new mother, I took his temp from his armpit and it was 103.8 and I freaked the you know what out. We immediately took him to the hospital and waited with about 20 other people....typical. When they finally called us back, they took his temp from his butt and it was 102. I knew I should have done that at home, but did not think about it during my freak out episode. They said it could be an upper respiratory infection or teething. He and Alan went to Colorado while I was in Florida so it could have been the millions of germs he was exposed to also. Anyway, he still has a temp and is not on his normal sleeping schedule but he appears better. Note to self...take temp from butt as I did this morning.

I had so much fun at the wedding and seeing all my best gals. Sarah looked beautiful as ever and we had a lot of fun. I enjoyed so much hanging out with my family and just being able to "be."

All by my lonesome

Alan is in DC at the Armed Forces Foundation Dinner which is an organization that helps out injured soldiers and soldiers in general. Supposedly, Ron White from the Blue Collar Comedy Tour is going to be there. I decided not to go because it doesn't start until 7 and won't be over until 10 or 11, and I can't exactly put Reis to bed during a dinner. I went last year and trekked my fat, pregnant butt all the way to DC so I am just hanging out with the baby and having a glass of wine. I thought it might be nice to hang by myself but I am a little bored. Is it 8 yet so I can get my Big Brother fix? One week until Florida and I am sooooo ready...need to see my momma and ladies. Well, just thought I would post my boredom....little man is screaming for a bottle so I shall go....duty calls!

Mother in law to the rescue....woohoo

Alan and I have booked a flight to Tampa the end of March to try and get a couple of things nailed down such as housing which is kind of a big thing you know? He also has a couple of interviews scheduled as well. So, this is our weekend to do or die basically and get some things marked off our list. We are staying with friends for the weekend and were planning on taking Reis. I think I was stressing more about taking him and all the sh*t one has to have to travel with a baby. I always wondered why moms had a million things in their bags and an array of gadgets, but now I understand. You need them...swings, chairs, highchairs, bouncy toys etc. Not having all of this while we were down there was stressing me out big time. It's not like I can ask a newly engaged couple to run and pick up a few things. Well now, thanks to a fabulous mother in law, I don't have to. She has agreed to fly in from wherever their next job site is(they travel for my father in law's job) and keep Reis for the weekend so we can go, have a good time, and get some things done. I feel like a ton of bricks have been lifted off, and Alan and I can have a little time for ourselves as well....haven't had that in a really long time. Some may be thinking, how can you leave your baby for a whole weekend? Well, I don't have a mother in law who lives around the corner so I have to take my babysitting when I can get it. And, there is no other person besides my mother and husband that will give him all the attention he needs and deserves. I have not the slightest doubt that he is in good hands.

A Day Out

So, yesterday Alan, Reis and I trekked into DC to the Capitol Hill Club and met "the Terminator" himself. It was Reis' first ride on the metro(subway for all you FL residents), and it sure was interesting navigating the escalator with a stroller...the elevators at the metro stations are almost always out of order...very convenient. Arnold was in DC promoting after school programs that the government had cut funding for and had only about 20 minutes or so to talk. He came in said a few nice words about Congressman Young and Beverly and was pretty much out the door. He was speaking right next to our table and I must say his face is much smoother than most of ours ladies. Guess when you have enough moola you can stay young for life. It was really neat to be there and we all got a picture made with him, but I won't get that until later. Beverly had hired a photographer to take pics and she pushed everyone aside and squeezed us in. So, I shall post when I get it. Arnold's 4ft. 9in. handler was a tough one and was rushing him out so it's not like you could snap away. I also am so BLESSED to have such a well behaved baby...maybe just for now but we'll see. We got there at 11 and I had fed him before and he sat in his seat for about 3 hours and not one peep. I held him while Arnold was talking but then we had lunch and he just napped. There were probably a 100 people there so I was really worried that he might look at everybody and wail but he was perfect! I am one lucky momma!!!

Why Me?

Now, after having the stomach plague, I feel my throat getting sore and my head all fuzzy...what the heck? Guess I am just going to get everything that is going around in a matter of weeks. I am going to the Dr. today for something else so I am going to ask them to put me on something to stop the funk....hopefully.

Also, I have been feeling a little less than intelligent lately because I feel like all I read and talk about is babies, poop, etc. So, in an effort to feel like a college graduate again I have started reading. Not that it is a difficult book, but it's something other than baby. Alan had the book, The Last True Story I'll Ever Tell, which I had wanted to read while in college. I had heard about it because the author, John Crawford, was a Florida State University student who was in the National Guard, working on his last semester at FSU, recently married, and then called to Iraq. I am only about 50 pages in and it's really good. It provides insight into a soldier's life while in Iraq although there are parts I am sure I do not want to read considering my husband did the same for 2 years. But anyway, it's something to take me away for a while so that's good. It also reconfirms my husband's quick thought about maybe joining the National Guard in Florida. I said NO when he first mentioned it because of deployment, and I say a big HELL NO now after beginning this book.

This is completely off the subject, but I have to give myself a little shout out. I got into some of my pre-pregnancy so called "fat jeans" last week so I am feeling a little better about this whole weight thing. I gained more than enough and it seems like it has been a hard road getting it all off. I have heard that it takes a while for everything to go back down, but I was getting frustrated by not seeing any results from my hard work. But it is so funny, the minute you stop letting it consume a major part of your thought process is the minute it starts falling off. So, yay for me! I'm not there yet, but I will take all the encouragement I can get!!

3 weeks and counting

That would be 3 weeks until I am coming to Florida for Sarah's wedding and some much needed rest and relaxation. "Me time" for 5 whole days. I have been blessed with wonderful in laws who are coming to stay with Alan while I am gone. And also wonderful parents who anytime I say, "mom I want to do this" she always provides the means and makes it happen. Although twisting "memaw's" arm to come and take care of her grandson, wasn't hard at all. I love my husband and son to death and it's not the fact that I need to get away from them, but just have time to hang out and have a little fun....much needed. Sometimes, I feel like I am in lock down because I am always home and the few friends that I have made while we have been here work all the time. So, things are hard at times and I wish I could just drive to my momma's when times start sucking. Hence, the reason I hate military life....maybe I should say I hate the distance instead of the life?? It is also looking like we are going to end up in St. Petersburg. Alan has received a job offer with a defense company down there thanks to the Youngs that Alan has volunteered for on the Hill. All the logistics haven't been worked out, but they have made it pretty clear that they want to hire him. We have been so blessed to have met them and I know it takes some pressure off of him to know that he has something lined up considering he is taking care of myself and Reis.
On a baby note, Reis has gotten his first little tooth in on the bottom and it is the cutest thing. I check it every morning just to see how far it has come in. He has found his feet and loves to grab them and roll. He can almost sit up and we are working on it. He still falls to one side. I can't believe he is almost 7 months...craziness.