Sunday was a sad day at the Stadler house; I reluctantly drove my sweet husband back to the airport to catch his flight back to Iraq (well Frankfurt, Amman, and then Baghdad). We had an amazing time while he was home and were able to squeeze so much into those 3 weeks. Stephen is probably thankful that he is back and can finally get some rest. I talked to him this morning and he arrived safe and sound… just completely exhausted. It is mighty strange knowing that next time I see him face to face we will be days away from having our son! He thought I was getting big now… just wait honey… I am going to be huge!
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
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