Saturday, March 17, 2012

Quick Post To Say...

We arrived in Bangor, Washington 2 weeks ago. We are currently figuring out housing (living on base vs. living in town) whilst staying in the Navy Lodge. Thankfully (?) our things will take forever to arrive from Hawaii so a house isn't that mandatory at the moment. Unfortunately until we are truly settled it is very difficult to really get into the wives social scene up here. Here's a quick update though:

~An interview of yours truly from a few months ago was featured on a fellow Navy wives' blog, check it out here:

~Matthew has been diagnosed with colic and it is very stressing. Yes, we've tried everything there is for colic. His new pediatrician is awful, to say I had little faith in this guy is an understatement. He was no help with anything, I understand colic has to be outgrown, but this guy wouldn't even talk to us about other issues we mentioned. I have to find Matthew a new doc.

~The weather up here, while a bit of a shock to my system, isn't that bad. It is bearable.

I can't think of anything else. Take care all.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Moving & Leaving Hawaii

Coming to you live from the TLA approved hotel where 2 adults, 2 cats and a baby are crammed into a single room near the airport & under the interstate. We officially gave up our military owned house to Forest City today. I teared up a little leaving it. It was a nice house (minus, the leaky a/c.)

Here we are, a few short days away from leaving Hawaii. It is bittersweet for so many reasons. Hawaii is a big deal in Avery and I's relationship. This is where we met, fell in love (well sort of...our relationship was long distance so I can't say we fell in love here completely), got married, lived in our first home together, and had our son. As I've been driving around the past few days I see things and I remember how they relate to our relationship.

Then there are the multitude of great friends I made here. Yes, we make friends everywhere, but some of these friends saw me through some of the greatest heartache: infertility. It's so hard to know that on Sunday I won't be seeing the same people every week. My friend Karissa won't honk when she passes by my house every time. Stacie, my sister from another Mother, and I won't go to lunch at the same place & order the same thing all the time and talk for hours. Becky and I won't go to dinner while the boat is gone and vent about all the crazies.

So farewell Hawaii, thank you for 4 great years of life.

P.s. I am not sure how much time I'll have for blogging in the next month, due to moving. Forgive me if I have to be on hiatus.