I went to sleep at 2:30 AM. Got up at 3:15. Got the kids in the car at 3:45. Picked up one of Nathan's school friends at 4:00. Dropped Nathan and his friend off at the airport at 4:45. Drove home. Made a little breakfast. Made bread (thank you bread machine) to take to Church for Sacrament. Watched the kids drop off to sleep on the living room floor. Picked each one up and carried them to my bed. Got in the bed. Slept from 7:15 to 8:30 (I think). Got up and went to Church at 9.
And I miss Nathan already.
For those of you who don't know, Nathan is in Officer Training for the Army for the next 6 weeks. The first three of those weeks I will be home with three kids by myself, pregnant, and babysitting three kids one or two times a week from 9 AM to 3 PM. I've already cried and had a pity party. More pity parties are on the calender if you'd like to join.
Jerie, how in the world have you survived? Your husband has been in his Training for months now. I would have gone nuts if I were you. You are truely the world's Super Woman.
I love you, Nathan. Miss you.