Geez

Sorry it's been so long since I've written.  I guess I feel like my life has been pretty boring here lately, without much to report.  However, that may be changing a little.

Nathan has his swear-in date for the Coast Guard: Oct 22.  It's at like 5:45 in the morning so he isn't concerned with any family members being present.  He leaves for boot camp in NJ on Jan 25 I believe and will graduate 6 weeks later.  He's super excited and is ready to begin his own life.  Can't say I blame him; he deserves his  independence.

Daddy is beginning the process for the stem-cell transplant again.  He had a bone scan last week to see where the lesions of myeloma are; the results aren't back yet.  I guess that determines how aggressive the chemo will need to be.  He has decided to do a trial chemo drug, so hopefully it will be as effective with as few side-effects as they say.

Stephen and I only have a week left before our trip!  =o)  We are getting super excited and it's getting harder and harder to be patient - not that we have a choice.  Hehe.  I've been kind of stressed about getting everything in order and am terrified that I will forget something or we'll miss our flight or something will get stolen.  It's sad, but I have everything that we'll need in a 3-ring binder to keep it all together.  I wanted to start packing this weekend but had too much to do around the house.  I'm going to try to put a dent in it this week but I'm worried how much I'll be able to get done with Stephen needing to sleep for work.  Not too worried about it; it'll get done.  I've bought some toiletries to pack so that I don't have to worry about scrounging the morning-of.

Saturday Meg and I went shopping to help her to walk, get some last minute things for the baby and I needed some new sneakers for work.  Of course, as usual when we go shopping, I spent more money than I wanted.  LOL.  But I got some new jeans and shirts for the fall.  I'm pretty excited about my new threads.  She still has a couple of weeks left and is having pretty constant contractions but not much more progress than that.  I've been praying that I'm here when she goes into labor.  I'm terrified that I won't be here.  I really want to be a part of this and SO do not want to hear about it after-the-fact.

On a personal baby note, Stephen and I have been waiting on this trip to TTC again.  I'm excited and nervous all at the same time.  Everyone at work seems to associate the two together and it's nerve-wracking to have that expectation on me; my own is hard enough without worrying about everyone else's.