Anyway, Wyatt was being a little terror today. I don't really know what his deal was, but I did not like it. I had to put him down for like, 5-6 naps today. It was plain ridiculous. He was just so fussy and cranky and mad. I think it was because Josh accidently woke him up this morning when he was trying to wake me up for my morning run. That's right, I run in the morning and do P90X at night. How hardcore am I? Very. I just want to lose weight BADLY. Anyway, so Wyatt was up early this morning and I think everything went down hill from there.
So, my husband is probably deploying again soon. We don't know any details yet, but there's "talk" about a deployment coming up and my husband is on the list. *Sigh* That's life I guess. There's not much I can do or say about it. He'll be gone from anywhere to 6-8 months. I wonder how much Wyatt will change in between there? I'm trying to stay positive and think of the financial benefits to Josh leaving. It's just hard because I'll be alone, with a baby. Yay. All the help I do get now will be gone. That pretty much sounds like torture.
Look at what I get to wake up to every morning. (Yes, I'm still co-sleeping.)
(Taken with my cell phone)