Alright. I have been waiting awhile to post anything because right after we moved here, we got some news and were not ready to share it. This news was so big that it was hard to write around it. Most things going on in our lives revolved around it. It was unavoidable.
The news? William was deploying.
William got orders to deploy to Afghanistan for 9 months. Yes, you read that right. We JUST got him back the last week of April and he had to leave AGAIN. He left for BCT in October of last year, graduated AIT in April, and deployed earlier this week for another 9 months. That is 18 months in the Army, only 3 of which were spent at home with us. You could say we are a weeeeee bit upset. Being the awesome soldier he is, of course William was glad to go and do his job, but even he could not believe the timing. Missing another year of holidays? Anniversaries? Birthdays? Eloise's first year? The news did not come easy and we had a hard enough time wrapping our own heads around it, let alone telling anyone.
So, he is already gone. He deployed earlier this week and it was not the most fun experience of my life to say the least. Luka just lost it when the soldiers started marching out and threw the mother of all tantrums screaming for his dad. It took a half an hour to get him into his carseat because he couldn't pull himself together. He is definitely taking it the hardest of us all. We have daddy dolls and recorded story books, but he just is having such a hard time adjusting. This week has been full of blow out tantrums and lots of crying for Daddy, but it is finally starting to get better. Eloise, obviously, doesn't really get it, but you can tell she misses him too. They may not have been able to spend much time together, but Eloise and her Daddy were stuck together like glue whenever possible. She misses napping on his chest and him playing the guitar for her.
Me? I'm doing okay. I haven't had much time to stop and feel, but that is good for me. I have my hands full all day with the kids and, come night time, have other things I have to get done. But I have a lot of goals, am making friends, and have some DIY projects to work on which will all hopefully help this time pass swiftly. While my heart hurts, I am so proud of my husband. I still can't believe I got as lucky as I did in finding someone so strong and dedicated to spend my life with. Besides, it is all worth it in the end when you finally see each other (this I learned after BCT. the image of him seeing us for the first time is ingrained in my brain forever). So at least it can only get better, right? Each day is one day closer.
Pictures from right before he left:
-Kacy
P.S. at least this means I will be blogging more!