broken, by Lifehouse is the story of my life, atm.
I think life is driving me insane, and the only things holding me together are my kids, the prospect of having another baby, and my husband (when he is actually around).
I told my therapist to "go to f***ing h*ll" on friday. he told me "maybe you should put TTC on hold until life calms down a bit"
my life has NEVER been calm.
a little background:
my brother died when i was young
parents had another baby
then decided it wasn't working out, divorced
i got pregnant first time
i had baby and 4 brothers to take care of
suffered through 8 years of school to become a lawyer
finally have life in a "good place"
"lethargy" turns into leukemia which gives me a year and a half trying to start my career and stop cancer from destroying my body.
I meet a wonderful guy
(the rest is from 2009 on)
we start dating
he gets recalled into the military
we get engaged and move halfway across the country
we get pregnant (twins)
he is told they are deploying him
we squeeze in a wedding
2 deployment ceremonies (him and his baby sister)

an "im coming home phone call"
find out the reason he came home is for getting shot in combat
twins are born premature after 10wks of PTL issues.
premature son, on a ventilator for premature lungs, has heart surgery and hernia surgery.
twins finally make it home from the NICU, 20 days into our 30 days notice of orders to move half way across the country!
we move halfway across the country
DH works 18hrs a day, while i care for two infants for 4 months
DH finally cleared for deployability
we get transferred again, to Hawaii (which we though would be a slow down)
my first m/c
son diagnosed with CP
son hospitalized for the 3rd time with pneumonia
husband goes to field

my first c/p
husband goes to the field, again!

my car accident, 2nd miscarriage, broken wrist
husband gets tasked to work 4am-8pm for 3.5wks straight weeks (including weekends)

I've had it with the army, take a 4wk vacation with the twins to visit my family.
i get back to find out about field training and a MONTH of field training in texas.
deploying in 8-14 months.
WHEN WOULD BE A GOOD TIME TO TTC @SSHOLE??????
life doesn't slow down to fit our plans. If it came down to it, I could handle a baby and the kids on my own, if my husband is deployed. But the very little time we do have with each other is being siphoned away from us! His section is "over-manned" by 300%, but doesn't have enough people to cover all their taskings, and more things keep getting piled on!!! They are already worked to the bone!!!!
I am so angry at the military, and I hate that its spilling over into our marriage. I hate that my husband is such a loyal team player that he didn't take the medical retirement, so that we could go back home and enjoy a quieter life. I hate that I'm so far away from my/his family! (it would be something completely different if I had them here for support when hes working/in the field).
I hate that the chaplain (the only person aside from my therapist who Id talked to about everything) is away for training for another week or two. I hate that I am so emotional now that I can burst into tears at the drop of a hat (I NEVER used to cry).
I hate that I couldn't even come onto here for support because my stupid, POS computer is a POS!
I hate that my husband feels responsible for my losses, because of all the Army stuff thats been going on.
Everyone thinks I am so "together". I spent my entire "vacation" crying myself to sleep, trying to find the strength not to leave my husband just to get away from that stupid island, and the abusive relationship we are in with the Army!
I feel like I should demand family separation pay, because even when he is home, he is working on stuff for the Army!
It hurts so much when you love someone so much, but have circumstances that just make it so impossible to be happy together.
and the song, for those who've read all this way
Broken-Lifehouse
cookies for you, too!