For a while now I have been thinking about something that probably doesn't happen too often outside of military family life.
Seadaddy was deployed for pretty much the entirety of my pregnancy with our son. And five years prior to that, he had reenlisted and was in A school and sent to his first duty station during the gestational period of my stepdaughter. So with two kids of his own already, earlier this year was his first experience living with a pregnant lady. For some reason that just cracks me up.
Thankfully he is going to be back from his current deployment and should not be leaving for his next deployment before this baby is born. Which is great, because liveblogging my labor for the benefit of him sitting in an MWR computer center in Iraq probably loses its cool factor the second time around.
