I can understand a little bit why people say the 2nd trimester is the best. I hardly feel pregnant. I am not as tired as I have been and because I haven't been as tired I finally got caught up on all the things that needed to get done around here. I swear my washing machine was running for 8 hours straight. And everything has been folded and put away. My floors are vacuumed and mopped. My house is clean and I managed to make dinner yesterday! Ahhhh....The accomplishments of a housewife. My life is a little boring. But I am happy to be here.
I had a little breakdown the other day with the hubs. I am having a hard time adjusting to life here. Not that I don't like it here, but I just am feeling useless. And on my walk with J we got to talking about my job search and how it's going and how I am liking being here and I started crying. Missing home, missing my family and friends, missing being a productive member of society =) weighs on me. And my hubs, being the sweet idiot that he is offered to let me move back home. I would have a job, I would have family and friends, but I would be missing something pretty important. Him. And I would rather be sad here than lonely without him. Home is where my heart is and my heart is with my husband. I am a Navy wife. A this is is part of my life as a Navy wife.
God has a plan. I know he does. I'm just not sure what it is yet.