Eaan is finally home! I am so excited. It has been a hard 5 months but he is finally back. Jourdan and Daddy are getting alone great. They are getting to know each other again. It was exciting watching his boat come in. He was able to bring his Uncle Lance on the boat from Hawaii to San Diego, called a Tiger Cruise.
Eaan's family came to see him come home and to see Lance too of course. We had a blast with his family. Eaan is glad to be home and off the ship. Now that Eaan is home, everything is back to normal, we are already getting on each other's nerves...It's great! I will be posting some more pictures from his deployment in a couple days.
Homecoming
Maryland
September 11th
Another Birthday Party for Jourdan
Happy Birthday Jourdan!
FIRST STEPS!
Jourdan took his 1st steps today! Just a couple, but still there were 3 definite steps. He walked to Grandma! He is growing up so fast. I can't wait until Eaan comes home to see him.
Facing Forward
In The World of a 1 Year Old
In the past week Jourdan has managed to...
- Get himself wedged halfway under the couch...chasing his ball
- Learn how to use a straw (who cares if it is a purple & pink cup)
- Get his arm stuck in baby gate while...chasing his ball
- Vocalize to decibels only dogs can hear
- Shake his head NO at me, numerous times!
- Turn off my computer...
- Open my CD player...
- And turn off the TV with a push of a button.
Jourdan's 1st Birthday!
New Buzz Cut!
The Week of the Wisdom Tooth
When Sandra and Will got here Jourdan got some of his birthday presents early! He loved ripping off the paper and chewing on his birthday card. He looks so cute running around pushing his little car. Thanks Grandmom and Grandpa Boughton!
Of course on a hot summer day a baby pool is a must. So we pulled out the pool and Jourdan had a ball. What is better than a pool? The Beach! We went to Dana Point and played on the beach and went Whale watching. We saw dolphins, sea lions and blue whales. They were so beautiful.
We also went to the Cabrillo National Monument. This is a lighthouse at the end of Point Loma, just a couple miles down the road from my apartment. We were able to see Eaan's squadron on Coronado from the binoculars at the monument.
I just want to say Thank you to Sandra and Will. Without you guys I don't know what I would have done. You have been such a big help over the summer with Eaan being gone.
I'm The Girl...
You don't know, but I'm the girl who cries every morning, and prays every night for his safe return. I'm the girl who drags herself out of bed every morning so that he will be proud of her when he comes home. I'm the girl who lies in bed longing for him to be lying next to me. I'm the girl who sits quietly at home because all I can think about is that next moment when he will safely be in my arms again. You don't know, but I'm the girl with a million things to say, but not one will come out without the thought of him. I'm the girl who checks my cell phone every five seconds just to make sure I haven't missed his call. I'm the girl who stops and stares and wishes for him to return soon each and every time another man in uniform walks by.
What you don't know is that I know love on an entirely different level from most. I know the love that spans time and space; that love that most people are constantly searching for. I'm one of the girls who waits months for a single kiss; a kiss that will make the months apart worth every second. A kiss where everything in the world stops and for what seems like eternity, you can see into that person's soul and know that without them, life is not worth living. You tell me, I'm too young to be "so in love"; I know that love has no age limit. You tell me I don't even understand what love is, I tell you, I know more love in one homecoming, than most know in a life time. You don't know that every time he leaves part of me goes with him and part of him stays with me. You tell me that people change and I tell you, true love with always remain constant and steady. You tell me, I'm too young to be married, I tell you, and I'm too in love to not be. You tell me you know how I feel and that you understand what I'm going through; you have no idea. What you don't realize is that I understand the true meaning of not only love, but of longing and anticipation.
You don't see, but I'm one of the few who gets goose bumps as my heart fills with pride every time the National Anthem is played. I'm one of the girls who will stand tall and stay strong on the outside, but be dying on the inside. I am one of the girls who will make friends with complete strangers for only they can even begin to understand what I am going through. You don't understand that I picture his face everywhere I go and that he is with me in everything I do. You think I don't cry anymore, that I have gotten over it, but what you don't know is that I just hide it better.
You don't know the feeling the first time you hear the word deployment or the feeling of his hands as it slides out of yours for what could be the last time. You don't know what that last hug or kiss means and how important that goodbye truly is. I'm the girl you see standing alone in the corner of the airport watching quietly out the window with tears rolling down my cheeks. I'm the girl you see walking by with a disheartened face staring silently at the ground. What you don't know, is that I know true love and that no matter what obstacles we have to face, our love will live forever, that only we know.
You tell me that you support the troops; I tell you, I'm in love with one. I'm one of the silent, but outgoing; weak, but strong; scared, but grateful. What you don't see is that without me, he is nothing and without him, I am nothing. I'm one of those girls; the girl who stands tall behind her Soldier, stands proud behind her Hero, stands strong behind her man, watching silently as he serves and defends our country.
~Author Unknown
Wisdom Tooth
Hiking @ Mission Trails
Leah and I have been hanging out a lot since both of our husbands are deployed. Leah is one of my best friends out here and she is such a help with Jourdan. She loves me so much that she helps carry Jourdan when we go hiking. She manages to make up for it by kicking my butt on the trails and making me run. It's always something like, "oh we should run to the beach today!" "Um, yeah, Leah that's 2 miles away". Still I do it. We need to keep up with the boys when they get back from deployment. We are going to kick their butts on the trails. Lately, we have been hiking at Mission Trails in Santee, Torrey Pines wasn't doing it for us anymore...too easy. Famous last words.
The first time we went was bad. We were not prepared for Mission Trails. Located in East County, this hike included 5 1/2 hours of 95 degree heat, cloudless skies, and level 5 trails (the hardest, of course...what was I thinking?). We also had a grand ole time when Jourdan pooped on us...twice, when I fell...twice (with Jourdan on my back, don't worry he thought it was funny), and when we ran out of water 2 miles from my car. IT WAS NOT FUN. :(
The second and third times were better and we came prepared...more water, more diapers, more wipes. We were only peed on these times. But none the less we made it to the top of the mountains and came back down without any major injuries. I love hiking, despite the mishaps, they make great stories. Don't worry I documented some moments from our hikes..jpg)
This is what lies ahead...yes we went up that trail plus some and back down..jpg)




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