Of Unicorns and Absent Husbands

I found the novel The Last Unicorn for sale in a used book store this afternoon. The movie used to be one of my favorites as a kid so I'm pretty excited to own the novel to hopefully read to my own kid as it gets older. Awesomeness. I made chicken parmesan for my family for dinner, and it went over well, especially with the 5 year-old whose opinion is, let's face it, the only one that really counts, heh? At least I can cook food that small children deem edible. I've got that going for me.

I haven't had much to blog about on a daily basis. Everything's pretty general right now. Ryan will be leaving much sooner than we'd like, the pregnancy is coming along on track and healthy, and I'm all settled into what used to be the spare bedroom in my parents' house. We've moved some of my furniture in and unpacked my clothes, scrapbooking materials, and some other odds and ends to get me through the coming year. I'm still trying to get over the fact that my husband is going to miss out on this entire pregnancy and the beginning of our child's life. It's a hard things to get past right now. I'm terrified for his safety. I'm worried about how he and our child will, or won't, bond once he comes home. I'm scared to death of doing all of this without him. But I'm proud of him. And I'm more than confident in the two of us once he's home safely next year, and this deployment is over. I just have to make it that far. Ugh.