My husband was able to call me today. For 10 minutes. It feels like my Freak-Out Meter, which was approaching dangerous and foreboding shades of red, has been reset to near zero.
I'm a twenty-something new mom living in New England. My son D was born in June of 2010. My blog has a LOT of different topics on it - grad school admissions, psychology, books, travel, fashion, cooking, etc., but mommyhood seems to dominate my interests these days.
I haven't decided yet if I want to continue the pseudonymity or just "come out" on this blog since burning bridges to grad school is no longer an issue. We'll see how it goes - I do still work, ya know!
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Like I always say. Military spouses really do have the toughest gig in their Force. Military Bratdom certainly seems to be easier, anyway . . .
I'm so glad your husband was able to call you! I hope he gets another chance soon!
Oh, yay. I'm so glad he was able to call you.
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