I love to be creative. I love making creative shirts. I made them for my friends several years ago. One friend waited seven months to tell her out-of-town relatives she was pregnant. I made her a shirt that said “Knocked Up”. When I told Milton I was pregnant, he had a baby Turner shirt. So now it was time to make a Baby Turner shirt to reveal to our family/friends.
But wait! This time was different. Something didn’t seem to fit the same. The battle of the bulge started stretching the letters in my mid-section. Yikes! Please don’t tell me I’m already graduating from a size small!
If it’s not one thing it’s another. I get it. This time the pain shot straight to my head – literally! Headache, intense headache and then an aching neck. Yikes! I had to refer to the pregnancy book my OB-GYN gave me to see what medications I could take. And for the first time in my pregnancy, I had to pop a Tylenol. I know I’m living on the edge by taking one, lol, but that let’s you know how bad the headache really was!
It’s been great to have my husband back in town and we’re finally newlyweds living as newlyweds and husband/wife. I look forward to coming home to him after work and talking about our day. I love when he kisses my belly our talks to our baby!
Last weekend was a very emotional weekend for me. I traveled to Fort Benning, GA to watch my husband, Milton, graduate from Airborne School. He’d already finished his JAG training and now needed to successfully complete five jumps to also have the title of Airborne Paratrooper.
The five jumps were supposed to happen Monday-Wednesday. On Monday they met at 4:30am, each were carefully inspected and then they waited to see if the weather would cooperate. They couldn’t eat, sleep, use the bathroom or really even touch any body part. If they, for example, touched their belt it could come loose and they would no longer be considered fully inspected. SEVEN hours later, they realized the wind was not going to let up and Monday’s jumps were canceled.
Similar things happened on Tuesday. So now I’m starting to think it will be another week before my babe is able to finally come home to me. Uggg! Luckily, they were able to get in four jumps between Wednesday and Thursday and they saved their fifth and final jump for Friday (Graduation Day). This was exciting because I would get to see Milton jump live!
Friday morning rolls around and there are 400 men/women that will be jumping. Although Milton doesn’t know when he’ll jump, he asks me to record all of the jumpers. This seemed like an impossible task but I tried to be a good wife and comply. I recorded the first three jumps for Milton’s plane and saw the guys as they started running in. Of course I was looking for a “dark” spot running in. A couple ran past, one had different posture than Milton, another had a bigger booty and another was too short. In the distance I saw someone that looked like Milton. I looked at his helmet number, yelled out his name, and he waved back! My baby was safe, successful and had accomplished an amazing feat!
I had a surprise for Milton by inviting his dad to attend. Milton’s face lit up when they caught sight of each other. It was even more meaningful when they asked for second generation paratroopers to come forward and Milton’s dad was able to pin his wings from back in the day on Milton.
After graduation we quickly left to head back home. Nine hours later Milton walked around the house reminiscing on all the things in our house he missed. It was his first time since July 3 that he was was home and not leaving in a couple of days. He’s already started work at Legal Services in Fort Knox. And I am overjoyed because my husband gets to be a husband and I get to be his wife. Milton became one of my heros last weekend and I was proud to be Mrs. Turner…. now if I can only get rid of this loud snoring habit he’s seemed to pick up! Lol!
Click the photo below to watch the video of Milton’s jump, landing and graduation!
Unfortunately I’m not talking about burping a baby in my title – I’m talking about myself! My new found talent is burping/belching and letting it all out through my mouth. Luckily there is no after taste or smell, but they can be loud and proud!
I’m over 11 weeks pregnant so I assume it comes with the territory. Each day is a new day and a newly learned skill. Baby Turner is moving, grooving and doing his/her own thing. He/she gets the activeness from me so I’ll take full responsibility!
Lil ole me shouldn’t be this bloated just yet, but lil ole me is holding water, digestive juices and some of everything else. I know this isn’t the official “pregnancy belly” but it’s making people pretty suspicious. Once we tell people and I can just let it hang out I’ll be okay, but it’s this in-between stage that’s driving me crazy!
I haven’t been able to sleep at night and that’s not fun. I don’t make up for it during the day and that’s not fun either. There is absolutely nothing on television to watch at 3:00am in the morning! I’m actually in Fort Benning, GA right now waiting to watch Milton graduate from Airborne School. It’s a little intimidating to be on an Army post without knowing where I can and can’t come, but I hope to see Milton soon- and hopefully one day get a good night’s sleep!
MYT is Me! 