He's baaaaaack.

Yay. I am so glad. Relieved really. Having him gone, out of town where I can't get to him.. I don't know if I am feeling extra needy, nesty or motherly- whatever it is, I wanted him back. Eddie too. We kept passing by his room and just wishing he was here.
We got our shit together though. Finished the baby room, which we will be filling in about 15 days. Wow, that is a total freak out to type. 15 days, I really can't believe the 9 months has passed us so quickly.
Eddie played the Sunset on Saturday. It was awesome. Some great friends came out, Marty was playing with him, the whole evening was lovely. I even wore heels, I rocked 'em out.

What a difference a week makes...

Quattro has been in Northern California with family for the week. I thought it would be this huge relief, someone to entertain him while Eddie and I get our place ready for the baby.... turns out we like the little dude and we haven't stopped talking about him. Wishing he was here with us to make us feel whole, I guess.
It's been tough. I have never been away from him for this long. 5 days was my max until this week, I am not sure how Eddie does it. Leaving that kid for months at a time- I couldn't do it, it's like I am missing a limb, hard to function without him in some ways. And he's homesick, that is really hard too. He sent me a text that said "I just miss you so much", I felt my heart break a little.
I guess it is easier for Eddie when he leaves, because his boy is here with me- takes away the sting I think.

Eddie will be back onstage for an early show tonight at the Sunset in Ballard. It's our hood and we are pretty happy to be enjoying one of our last Saturday nights out on the town together. We have 18 days until we are welcoming our newest crush into the world.

Well ain't that a bitch.

So much for Eddie coming home today... looks like the flight he was to catch from LA to Seattle leaves about an hour and a half before he gets there. I'm pretty bummed but at the end of the day you just want them back home, so 8 hours later will do.
He will unfortunately miss the last ultra sound, which is a shame because he was only there for the first one. I'll happily fill him in.
Looks like South America was a hit. Eddie said they were treated first class all the way, which is nice, especially when you are in a new place. Nothing like slummin it. Remember "Cheeseburg"?
I think Chris got pick pocketed in Sao Paulo. I warned them, I read Brazil is notorious for that and that they're good at it.
That's it for this morning. Nothing real amazing to report. I've got about 30 days left with this little bun and that is pretty much where my mind is these days. That and on Quattro. He is getting ready to go on a week long trip sans parents- I've never been away from him for more than like 5 days, this will be 9. Eddie and I will try to enjoy the silence but I'm pretty sure I prefer the noise.

South Americans are lucky-

they have my husband.
Shit. I miss him.
It isn't so much that it has been too long since we've been together- 3 weeks, pretty standard stuff for us. But at this point with the doctors visits and the nesting... I need my man. I am one of those chicks that can do it all alone. I am and that doesn't make me proud. It makes me so fucking grateful that I don't have to. Not only do I not have to but I choose not to. I choose to be the "typical" woman in the relationship (but let's face it, I am not typical) I chose the life of the homemaker, whatever the hell that means, I chose it because I'm good at it and because I have a totally rad guy next to me.
Well, he isn't right now. His offspring is and that is the one and only thing that keeps me getting out of bed on those mornings when I just miss him too much. The days when I want to pull the curtains together, close the bedroom door and sleep the days away until he gets home. Not every day is like that. Some days I'm "okay" with it, well, I am okay with it, I've been doing this for 10 years, it is all I know. I don't know a husband that gets out of bed at 6:30 a.m. and goes to work, walks back in at 5:45 p.m. and eats, throws the ball around for a few and goes to bed. When my man steps off that plane he is all ours for however many days or weeks he's home- then we all have to put our hearts back into the freezer, muscle through the weeks or months until we waltz back to baggage claim, to claim our man, who is anything but baggage.
Eddie, I miss you. Enjoy SA and get your ass back home so we can have this baby.