yall, Matthew was in the field all week. field training was supposed to last monday to friday but there was word he'd get back thursday. thursday came and this girl was on cloud nine all day. put makeup on. planned to take baby to a nice dinner. was ready for lots of hugs and kisses. but when a normal work day time came around, he didn't. wtf. thinking they were getting out of the field early, i thought hed get home early too. 4oclock came, nothing. five oclock came, still nothing. by this point i was so nervous/sad i used our old method when we wanted time to speed up so i "went to sleep so when i woke up he'd be here". he wasn't. it was around 630/645 when i got up and started losing hope. then i laid in bed till about 730 hoping he'd come home because my heart hurt missing him. i was like a dang kid anytime i heard a car door. id jump up and look out the window checking for him. by about 745 it took everything in my to hold back tears as i got up and faced our roommates. i walked out, speechless, and H says "oh look at you! you're gonna go get him! *laughing*" so i just smirked because thats all i had in me. she saw the sadness in my eyes and asked if i was going to dinner by myself. i used every last work in my throat to let them know i was just picking up, and i walked away. as soon as i closed the front door behind me, my ugly child-like cry began and i got in the truck and called my mommy. (being pregnant and away from my mom is probably the hardest thing ever so if i need a cry, im calling her. no cares!) as im driving down the main road to our house im sobbing "hes not coming home" when all of a sudden in the distance, i see my beautiful husband in the car. all i could say was "my husband" and "ill call you back" and i hung up. he was being his cuteass self and waved me down with his pt hat so i stopped and what did i say? "i thought you werent coming home *said behind tons of tears*" he said to go home so i did and the rest of the night i floated on a cloud.
moral of the story? nothing is going to go as planned. ever. the one thing ive stressed to younger girls following our footsteps is "the army is always going to screw you over". nothing is ever going to go your way. everything in the army is "word on the street". never have expectations. because those get ruined quick. have patience with your significant other and just keep loving them. because i guarantee you this--if they had their way, theyd get back to you as soon as they could. because they just love you. so keeping loving them. they need it.