Day Three

It's 9:30pm on day three of my first time having my husband gone on deployment.  Today was long and just dragged on and on.  The upside was that I was about to talk to my husband several times on the phone.  These phone calls can be hard at times but they can also make it easier on both my husband and I.  For the most part today's phone calls made things that much easier for me.  But one just made me sad that I wasn't able to see him.  The kids really enjoyed talking to him today.  It puts a smile on their faces.  But it also makes them sad.  The baby had been doing pretty good until he got to talk to Chris and now he is being a brat.  He doesn't want to sleep and he is really whiny.  I wish things were easier for my kids but I can't nor do I want to change the situation.  This career is too important to my husband. 
I didn't have a productive day in the least.  I just had one of those off days where you don't want to do anything.  I have a ton of homework to get done for my two classes and I am still a little clueless on how to do them.  Hopefully I will figure it out and do well. 
I choose to go back to school for many reasons.  1) so I can have a career instead of a job. 2) So me and my family would be proud of my accomplishment. 3) I wanted something that would keep me busy while my husband was deployed.  At times I feel like I got myself in over my head.  My classes are difficult and there are times I just want to give up.  But I am already half way to my Associates degree so in the least I need to get that.  I keep reminding myself why I am doing this and that usually gets me through. 
The next month is going to be difficult because today is the last time I will hear from my husband for a long time.  From now on it will only be emails.  It is not the easiest thing to communicate through email.  It is not always feasible to put everything you want or need to in an email.  But I am thankful for any kind of communication I get because I know there will be times where he won't be able to email for days on end.  These times are the hardest of all.  Not knowing whats going on wondering if he is ok.  During one underway there was an explosion on the flight deck of his ship, I knew 8-10 people had been hurt.  A few had been flown off the ship others were treated on the ship.  Well he works on the flight deck.  I was so scared that he was hurt until about 8 hours later when I finally got an email saying he was ok.  HE told me he wasn't hurt and wasn't on the flight deck.  Well a few weeks later when he got home he was having pain in his shoulder and he finally told me he had been on deck and had been hit by flying pieces of metal when the explosion happened.  He was wearing a helmet but got struck in the helmet hard enough to knock him out cold and also had a puncture wound in his shoulder from metal.  This scared the crap out of me.  He was ok in the end but I had no clue he was hurt at all.  I understand why he didn't tell me he was up there and that he got hurt but it still sucks not knowing what is going on.  I am thankful that he is ok and didn't suffer any lasting damage but it is still a dangerous job. 
Ok I have rambled enough. But it feels good to get things in my head out.

Donavyn and Meadow