Thursday, September 17, 2009


Brandon was told yesterday morning he would be going to Iraq next week for a four month deployment.

We knew he was eligible to deploy this month; it was his flight’s turn to go…but they had already tasked everyone and Brandon was not chosen. Then H1N1 hit the dorms. An airman caught it, and because she’s sick, she can’t deploy. Brandon gets to go in her place.

Obviously we’re sad about the whole situation. Brandon’s going to miss not only the birth but the first few months of our little Beckett’s life. We knew what we were getting into when he enlisted…we knew this day would come and will probably come more than once throughout his career. I think it’s just the short notice that is making this deployment so difficult…that and those damned pregnancy hormones.

We’re trying to be positive…trying to find the good points, and surprisingly, there are more than I realized. Although I would much rather have my husband with me, our financial situation will be drastically improved during these four short months apart. It’s already benefitted us; Brandon was issued four new sets of ABU’s, two new pairs of boots, gortex gear, and more….over $1000 worth of uniforms we won’t have to purchase in the future. I’ll be able to pay off a few of our debts while he’s gone, and the kids and I will have plenty of “fun money” to keep us distracted. I’ll have less laundry and dishes to do…and won’t have to shuttle Brandon to and from work whenever I want to leave the house during the week.

I’m going to miss him terribly, of course. We did go to Best Buy last night and purchase a netbook for him to take…he’ll have internet access which will help with the distance.

I’m not worried about doing everything alone; between friends and people in Brandon’s squadron I’m fully expecting to have TOO much help rather than not enough. My mom is going to come visit too…which I think is going to help Piper, who’s little three-year-old mind is going to have to adjust to not only a little brother but daddy being gone too. I worry about her, mostly. We tried to talk to her yesterday, but I just don’t think she understands.

I don’t want anyone to worry about us; we’ll be fine and Brandon will be completely safe. He probably won’t even leave the base the whole time he’s there.

Anyway…just thought I’d let you guys know what was going on.

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