Finally some news!

Feb 25th...

Wow, this morning was emotional, to say the least! I was woken up this morning...is that right? "I was woken"...oh well. I was woken this morning by a phone call from Derrick! Finally! He told me that he's fine he is finally in Afghanistan, and going to a different place than we originally thought. Not that surprising, plans change all the time, we are used to it, but at 6 o'clock AM that was enough news to send me into panic mode! He was cutting out like crazy so that added to the stress, and he said the new place he was going might not have internet...that really made the tears flow! How can we go a whole year with choppy crappy phone calls? With Averi never getting to see him on the webcam...how will she recognize him when he comes home? So many questions were going through my head. But at the same time, questions are not a good thing for me yet. I know how scary it is over there, but I don't know yet if I want to know the details. I haven't yet decided which would make me feel better...thinking there is no danger, or knowing there is danger and worrying to death. I don't know, that decision will come later. After we got off the phone I reverted back to a 5 year old little girl who needed her mom, I think I worried my poor dad have to death when I called and woke them up! I had already looked up a plane ticket for mom to be here by 9:54 tonight...no dice though. I guess maybe if we were millionaires it may have been an option. But, like he always does, Derrick found a way to get a hold of me and put all my worries and anxiety to rest. I felt so much better after getting to talk to him for a few minutes and calm down.

On brighter notes! Cael had me cracking up all day today. While I was doing "tummy time" with Averi, Cael rushed by me like he was being chased, into the kitchen, sliding all over the floor in his socks and straight to the tupperware cabinet. He grabbed a plastic container, slapped it on top of his head and ran back out to the TV to finish his morning cartoons. As he passed Averi and I in his blur, he threw his hand back and yelled "Bye Momma! Thank you!" And there he sat...watching Super WHY! as if nothing had happened....with a bowl on his head. I don't know sometimes...I just don't know. I took this picture when we were outside after a walk. He was trying to talk to Jo through the fence but didn't really understand where she was. He could hear her barking...but he just didn't believe that she was back there I guess. I love the hand on his leg...he was just trying to figure it out. Instead of putting up a sad picture, or something to represent my stress this morning, I thought it would be better to put one up that made me smile.