Here's the story...I've been taking these classes that the hospital offers to mama's-to-be and so far, two out of five have been either cancelled or changed on me and I don't find out until I am racing through the halls of the hospital, get to the classroom....and it's empty. Well, today it wasn't empty, it was full of people who were obviously not there to learn how to breastfeed......men, I mean. Yeah, that was my class that I was supposed to have today, that my sweet husband took a short lunch for so that I could make it in time to my meeting. "Oh, I'm sorry honey, it's been changed to Thursday...." The last one I had was supposed to be a Third Trimester class that had been moved to 4 hours later because "the doctor had worked a ten hour shift and just got off at 11:00.....She didn't call you? She said she called everyone.." Well, everyone, BUT me!!!! I was flaming mad as I walked out of the hospital and believe it or not, almost in tears from the frustration and giult of my husband only getting a half hour lunch in the middle of a 12+ hour day! I'm over it now, but I tell you, I was MAD!!

Things seem to be settling down in the "plans for going home" department. I think I have finally come to the conclusion that I would be an absolute basketcase if I had to go it alone. So, unless my doc has some serious issues about my traveling 20+ hours in my 38th week, I will be headed to Oregon to have our little baby. I have been an emotional mess dealing with the ups and downs of thinking we know when Joe leaving and then finding out it was all just viscious rumors. I can honestly say that if Joe doesn't leave in two weeks, I have no idea where I will be when I become a mother. So, needless to say, I am a little stressed and concerned. Call me crazy....

Joe's been working awfully long hours, yesterday it was a 12 hour day and today should be even longer. I told him to tell his Captain that as much as he loves spending time with my husband, I wanted to see him too.....Joe would never say that to his captain, but it was worth a shot.

Joe's been taking Malaria pills along with getting Anthrax shots and every other immunization under the planet and I think the Malaria is starting to get to him. It says on the label that it may cause depression and as far as I can tell...it's "working". I have never seen him so unhappy as I have in the last couple of days. I am trying to come up with a way to get my husband back, but I am not real creative. He hates his job and hates the long hours and he says he mainly hates being away from me. Anyone have any ideas to cheer the poor guy up? I'm at a loss.

I can't believe I only have 5 more weeks left until I could be a mom. It makes me so excited to know in such a short time my life will change so dramatically and that I will be happy about it!! I can't wait to be a mom!

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