Day 3

Today was relatively uneventful. We hung out at home all day.

I cleaned. Peanut helped.

We both took a nap.

Twice.

We are still catching up on our sleep. ;)

Layla continued balancing between the couch and the table…

We watched some Nemo.

Layla enjoyed it.

After the movie was over, we made dinner.

And then we played some more…

She thinks it’s hilarious to play peek-a-boo and say “HONK!” instead of peek-a-boo.

I found this out when she grabbed my nose and I honked at her. haha

She couldn’t stop laughing.

Of course she stopped her laughing as soon as I got the camera out.

She was a barrel of monkeys tonight. She went to bed around 10:30 without too much of a fight. So I got to work on the blog a little and watch the ending of the Bachelorette. haha ;) I am planning on starting my Couch to 5k in the morning! Wish me luck!

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Day 2

I woke up completely annoyed, thinking the neighbor kept rolling their trash cans back and forth down the side of their house. Seriously. How many times do you need to move a trash can?
Then I realized that it was the rumblings of thunder.
My apologies, neighbor.
Layla got up again around 2am, for an hour, and then again at 4am for another hour. Needless to say, being woken up at 7am, trash cans and thunder alike, was not welcomed. The thunder lasted for about an hour and it poured rain for about 15 minutes. Then it was over.

Reluctantly, I got us up and ready for church.
Layla did pretty well through the service, despite knocking over a glass flame-less candle for all to hear in the silence of the sermon. Terrific.

In a Peanut size chair at church…with Lady, of course.

Jon declined any recognition for deployment on his last Sunday at church, so the church prayed for him today. And, of course, the second Jarrod said “and Melissa and Layla”…the whole church turned around and looked at me. The exact thing that Jon was trying to avoid himself, he passed onto me. Thanks, Jon.

I have received so many emails and responses telling me that they are praying for Jon’s safety. That is all I can ask for…it is all that is important to me. It is comforting to know that other people are petitioning to God on our behalf.

It seems like it is the only thing people wanted to talk to me about today. And, while I know their intentions were good, it was the worst thing they could have done. I am fine when I’m not thinking about it, but the second someone brings it up or asks how I’m doing, I automatically want to cry. It’s like I’m Pavlov’s dog. Which is rather embarrassing, but then again, what other response would the inquirer expect to get by asking such an emotion-fueled question like that?

After church, Layla and I were going to meet Jarrod and Amy for lunch at Red Robin. Since we were waiting for them, I decided to see if Bath and Body Works had received any of their new Fall scents. YAHTZEE! They did! (I needed hand soap anyway, so it was a win, win)

Too soon for Halloween? ;)

As soon as Jarrod and Amy arrived, I met them at the restaurant and Layla would NOT stop crying. Screaming. Pushing away from me, dipping her hands into my ice water, causing a total commotion. There was no consoling her. It was the first time she has ever really had an outburst of this magnitude. I took her to the car and got her to sleep… and just took my lunch to go. It was a disappointing outcome for lunch.

We headed home and not a second too soon. Some pictures from our “hang out” time at home:

My little snuggle bug.
Always climbing on that table!
Oh hey!
…always on the move!
With her Lady.
…and she is off again!
Mother, I cannot be contained.
Not even in this jeep.
What a ham. :)
Reaching for anything she can get her hands on.
Oh, are you watching me?
Squirrel!
Squirrel!
Look at these toes. haha
Delicious.
Such a Layla face.
This one, too.
How adorable.
Blue Steel, anyone?

Then, I baked some cookies to bring to the “Let the Countdown Begin” party at Jeannie’s house. Prairie cookies to be exact.

Which is where we went tonight.

The sky was spectacular on our drive over there.

I met many of the other spouses and hung out for a little while. Layla was in a much better mood there. Of course the second anyone else wanted to hold her, she cried and reached for me. Maybe a little stranger anxiety right now. But I held her the entire time and she did well. Just watched everyone. I stayed for a few hours and left as soon as she started rubbing her eyes and getting sleepy. The last thing I needed was another Red Robin episode.

She fell asleep as soon as she got in the car. So I felt I needed to drive a bit to let her sleep. I knew as soon as I got her out of the car she would wake up again. So I drove myself straight to the McDonald’s for a sweet tea. After a day like today, I needed it.

We got home and, like clockwork, Layla woke right up.

Pants? Who needs pants?

She fought me until around 11:30 and finally went to sleep without rolling over and sitting up 7000 times.

And, that was our day! I am planning on cleaning, meal planning and grocery shopping tomorrow! In that order. I would also like to finish my recipe book if I have time. I don’t know why I haven’t done that yet. We bought that book right before we moved from Texas. FROM TEXAS! A year and a half ago! Seriously. I need to get that done. But for now, I am going to bed. 2am wake up calls from Peanut come awfully quickly!

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Day 1

Today is a sad day.
We dropped Jon off this morning to leave for deployment.
It’s hard to see any positive at a time like this, but it is important to remain thankful for God’s hand in our situation:
-We get to start our “Daddy/Jon is coming home!” countdown.
-Our prayer life just increased two-fold.
-Our dependence on God is not even an option. He is our source of strength, our comfort, our hope and, through this trial, our joy.
-Our faith will be refined through the fire.
-I will get snail mail.
-Jon will get ice cream every night. ;)
Before we left this morning, we went outside and took a few pictures with Jon and Layla…



She was so cute with her flag.





Kisses from Daddy.



And a family picture. Layla was definitely more interested in eating the flag.

We headed to base shortly after and took a few pictures with Jon’s jet.
Some more with Layla and Daddy…



And then it was time for goodbye.
The dreaded goodbye.
You really can’t wrap your mind around what you are saying goodbye to…
Every day routines. Normalcy. Conversation. Phone calls. Hugs. Another pair of hands to help with Layla. Someone to kill the spiders. Peace of mind. Family dinners. Weekend errands. A best friend. A daddy for Layla. 1st birthdays. Holidays…Halloween. Thanksgiving. Christmas. New Years. Valentine’s Day.
I suppose if I thought about everything I was losing in the moment of goodbye, I might wrestle Jon back into the car. haha
But I knew this day would come.
I knew it was coming.
And there was nothing I could do to stop. Nothing I could do to slow it down.
You really can’t even absorb your last day together. Your last dinner together. Your last goodnight kiss. Your last hug. Your last wave goodbye.
Of course you have the hope of knowing it really isn’t the last of anything.
That time will go on, hopefully quickly, and you get to have your firsts all over again.
I am sad for me.
I am sad for Layla, although she will never even remember this absence in her young life. It will be nothing more than a story to her when she is old enough to hear about it.
But I am most sad for Jon, who has to miss so much of Layla’s milestones. Time will pass and she will change. Grow. Develop into a little one and a half year old.
I am excited to show her videos of Jon reading books for her.
I played one for her and her face lit up.

She was grinning and laughing and thought it was the greatest thing to see Daddy on the computer. And, I’m excited to share our days with Jon through this blog… So that he knows that he is still a part of our family at home, that we are thinking about him everyday, in everything we do.

Things we did today…
We watched some Toddlers and Tiaras…and hung out at home. I have been working on blogs while Layla got into everything.

Layla is getting more brave with her standing. She has started going from the table to the couch, couch to the table and then moving around the table. Of course she is always motivated to move if she sees my phone… or the computer… a drink, food, or anything that she knows that she is not supposed to have.

Layla took a couple of cat naps and after a good fight, finally went to sleep at 11. I am heading that way now.

We already miss Jon so much… and can’t wait for him to come home!
Let the count down begin!!
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