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seperation anxiety

Yeah you are probably thinking Andrew, but no I'm talking about me. This is day two of Joel's two week DET (don't ask me what that stands for because I don't know, but it means hes training) and I already want him to come home :( It just sucks sleeping alone, it's hard to sleep without him and I just keep thinking this is only two weeks. He is deploying again in the fall and I am just dreading it. It's a good thing but I really like having him around! lol And I just don't even want to think about not having him here again. It feels like he just got home and they are already gearing up for the next one!
BOO BOO BOO
On a happier note, I got to spend all day with two of my best girlfriends :) We went for a run, then they treated me to lunch at Panera and a pedicure. I have some awesome friends out here. I really don't think I would make it without all the help and support I get from my friends. Thanks ladies, for being awesome!
On a sad "I'm a terrible mom" note Andrew fell off a bed today for the first time. I was at a friends house and wanted to put him down for a nap, so I just took him upstairs and laid him on her bed. He has never fallen off anything before and I figured he would be fine (stupid!) As I was shutting the door I thought to myself I really should lay him on the floor....nah he'll be fine (stupid!) About half an hour later we hear a thump! and sure enough my poor baby was laying on the floor. I felt like such a terrible mom. Her bed isn't very high, only about a foot off the floor. And he wasn't hurt just scared. I still felt like the worst mom in the world. And I know, I am rational; I know I am not the worst mom in the world, that he is fine and its happened to everyone at least once BUT I still feel so horrible. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry. My sweet little trusting baby, and I let him down.  I picked him up,  he was crying, but  he looked up at my face and calmed. And it broke my heart. I love this little boy.


Tomorrow is a new day.

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