No time is a good time...

to have to say goodbye to your husband for 3 months. Matt received a letter about a week and a half ago telling him that he was going to be reporting to officer training school in May. (For those of you who don't know, he's decided to join the AirForce in air battle management). Ok so May, that means he will miss our baby being born and I'll have to be a single Mom of TWO kids for a few weeks until he would be done in August. But at least we finally know when he'll be leaving. But wait..then he goes to meet with his recruiter last Tuesday to go over some paper work and the Officer has good news! A spot has opened up in the March 19th class and Matt can leave in two weeks. TWO WEEKS!! Is that good news? Yeah, kind of. He'll be done with OTS before the baby is born and we can move on to the next phase of our lives a few months sooner. But I'm not mentally prepared for him to leave. I don't even like to get up and go to the bathroom by myself in the middle of the night, I can't live by myself! Who's going to put Hallie in timeout when I'm laughing at how naughty she can be (laughing in disbelief of course). Who's going to take out the trash and the bags of stinky diapers I put out on the back porch until Matt gets home? Who's going to watch Grey's Anatomy, American Idol, Law and Order, and the Office with me? I think I'm going to cry. Who's going to try to make me go to relief society on sunday? :( I know he's doing the right thing...I just wish this whole three months of seperation thing never had to happen. I love him so much.