We’re officially in the third trimester! Exciting and a little terrifying all at the same time.
I can’t believe we only have three months left until we get to meet our little man! This week has been pretty calm when it came to sciatic nerve pain, thank goodness. I’ve been craving Chicago hot dogs (guess it’s a good thing we’re going next week!), chocolates (the kind that come in the box where you never know what you’re eating until you bite into it), and chocolate covered cherries. Oh, and peppermint mochas. I think Matthew and I are in Christmas mode already! I bought my maternity coat this week as well. It’s more than I really wanted to spend on maternity clothes (a coat for 3 months?!) but with our going to Chicago and my being pregnant all the way through the winter here, I needed it. At least it’s cute!
The best part of this week was Ryan getting called into his commander’s office here. That sounds bad, but it really wasn’t! He basically said that AFPC (the part of the Air Force that handles assignments) is upset that our last commander didn’t tell them that I’m pregnant and that they wouldn’t have created the orders to move us if they had known. Even if he wanted to throw the reg out the window, THEY didn’t want to go against their own regs. So, they’re making it so that Ryan doesn’t have to check into Columbus until after Matthew is born!!! No having to worry about him missing the birth while he’s out there, no having to figure out how it’s all going to work. He’ll finish up training, we’ll hang out in San Antonio until Matthew is born, and then move out as a family! I can’t tell you how big of a weight off our shoulders this is. They’re even trying to work out a “drug deal” with our commander in Columbus so that we don’t have to use leave until after our report by date. We’re totally fine with it if we need to, but it WOULD be nice to not have to! We’re so thankful for commanders that care about the family and even more thankful that everything is working out so that Ryan can enjoy getting to be a dad for the first time.