Busy Bee Bostwicks.....

So it's been about two and half months since Steve left for training. Lucky for us he will (hopefully) be back next Wednesday which is 4 days sooner then we thought! This separation has been so crazy it's not even funny. My dad told me at the beginning of June when I called him all flustered about the way things were happening that I am in the worse case scenario. It is our first PCS as a married couple. My husband has been on back to back TDYs and hasn't been on Columbus (during a duty day) since May 30th. Everything that could possibly go wrong with his orders for those TDYs has gone wrong and his training schedule has prevented him from being able to handle it. Leaving me to learn (rather quickly) the ins and outs of certain military affairs and offices. Steve will not be back in time for our stuff to be picked up so I am now having to though/pack the house by myself. Oh yea, and to top it all off I am pregnant with our first child. Which has been another roller coaster all on it's own, but such a great ride. I know that NO other PCS will come close to what this one has been. That's what I keep telling myself that if we can make it though this all of our other moves will seem like a piece of cake. I think the hardest part though is what Steve has missed out on. He wasn't here when I found out Gracie was a Gracie, or when I first felt her move. I am however holding out on anyone else feeling her before he does. That is one thing I can keep for him and I plan on it. Even though NO she's not exactly kicking yet, but I know it's coming any day now. :-)

Pregnancy Breakdown.

I have come to find out that when people say that pregnant women have zero control of their emotions this is so true. As excited as I am about tomorrow today has been a really down day for me. I think it finally hit that Steve will being missing one of the biggest moments of our first child's pregnancy. I know it may not seem like a big deal to some people but to me it is. He's my best friend and although I have two amazing ladies who I have grown to love coming with me for support tomorrow. It's just not the same. I don't think I would be taking it so hard if he hadn't already been away for so long. Steve has pretty much been gone since May 30th and he won't be back until Aug 7. Now before any of you make a comment about how this won't be the last time or the longest time.... I KNOW ALREADY THANKS! I am ALSO well aware that some spouses are going though a much harder time then we are right now, but this post isn't a poor pity us blog. It's just away to help me feel better tonight. I am sure any of you who have ever had to be away from your husband even for a couple of days can understand what I am feeling. In three words....IT JUST SUCKS!

BUT...it could be worse.....I would rather him be away now then in December when our little one is being born. I know how lucky we are for that! So here's to having emotional breakdowns and sobbing for 2 hours about things you can not change. Then sucking it up the next day and move on, because tomorrow will be a good day. NO MATTER WHAT WE FIND OUT! LOL

My Dog Louie

Two blog post in one day!! I know but this story is just too funny not to share!

So I am at my parents house on vacation for the week and I have our dogs with me. My parents also have a Yorkie named Luke and a cat name Miss. Kitty. Louie hasn't been around many cats before so he is extremely interested in Miss. Kitty. Tonight she took refuge on top of dad's dresser in his room. Louie was trying to jump up and get her to play, but was actually scratching the front of the dresser in the process. So I called him to get out of the room twice before having to actually get up and go in the room. When I got to him I started fussing at him come out of the room after a couple times of him ignoring me I've had enough. I gently grab his extra skin on his neck and turn him around to face the door and tell him "Get in THE crate." Now normally when I tell him to go to the crate I use the phrase "Get in YOUR crate." Apparently this makes a BIG difference. Louie takes off running to my parents dog Luke's crate,because Luke is a Yorkie and Louie is a German Shepard Doberman Mix this did not quite work out. Louie sticks his whole head in the crate and stands there just like that. I wish I had time to snap a picture before I dropped to the ground laughing. Trust me as if My 60 lbs dog standing with his head in a toy dog crate was not a funny enough sight the 4 month pregnant woman laughing on the floor in tears just made it that much better. Needless to say after the family stopped laughing none of us could get it together enough to fuss at Louie anymore. He went right back to his post under the dresser whining up at Miss. Kitty.

I don't know weather that makes him a dummy or the smartest dog in the world. He knew he was in big trouble because they never get sent to their crate, so he decided that an attempt at making me laugh could help him out. Ok Louie....You win this round.

Reasonable Doubt

Do I believe a woman guilty of having some part (if not solely responsible) of killing her child got away with murder today? YES, hello your child goes missing for 31 days and you don't report it? Then when you get caught in the web of lies you told you try and claim she was kidnapped?? Are you kidding me woman? If she was Innocent she would not have lied to the police and hinder the search for her daughter in the first place. Common Sense!

Do I believe that she should have been charged with AT LEAST child neglect if not man slaughter? YES, Not reporting your child missing for 31 days is NEGLECT!!! SORRY just my opinion. As for the charge of man slaughter. You don't lie to the police unless you have a reason to lie.

Do I believe that the justice system failed today? NO. OK OK CALM DOWN AND LET ME EXPLAIN.

In this case it was the state's job to PROVE that Casey Anthony killed her daughter. I believe that they FAILED at their job. All their evidence was circumstantial and left too many unanswered questions. They made it far to easy for the defense (which by the way sucked!) to poke holes in their case and they fell short in trying to fill them again.

So do I blame the jurors for what happen today? NO I don't I blame the State. They left us without answers and too much doubt to really know what happened to that little girl. They are the ones who failed little Caylee today.

If I could write a letter to me....

So I want to take you guys back to a day that has played though my head many of times the past few weeks...

2010.....2009.....2008.....2007.....2006.....2005 Ah! Here we are!

It's May 20, 2005 about 10 am. I am standing in the bus loading zone of Lowdnes High School after my change of command ceremony. It's HOT and all I want to do is get back in the AC and out of my uniform. After finishing up an interview with the Valdosta Daily Times and our Sr. Aerospace Science Instructor Col. Failor I figure I am pretty much free to go. Then this first lieutenant comes up to me, he introduces himself as the new so so at the detachment at VSU and he wanted to talk to me about weather I was planning on joining when I graduate in a year. I think man Col. Wes really set this guy up. See Brittany was a freshman at DET 172 and every time someone from there came to an awards banquet, military ball, softball game, etc they wanted to get the OTHER Falkenhausen girl to join to. I can't remember my exact words to him but I am sure it had something to do with never joining ANY branch of the service, but in true Katie form I added "I am gonna marry a pilot!" .....FAST FORWARD....... March 6, 2010 That LT (by now a Captain) stood up as a grooms man in my wedding....to a PILOT.

My point to this is that El Cappyton should have laughed in my face on my wedding day and told me CONGRATULATIONS Girl....you just joined the US Air Force!

Steve graduated pilot training on May 20th he left for SERE a week later. He returned this weekend for 32 hours and left again today for 6 week TDY for training. He will get back to Columbus on Aug 7th. We have to leave for Colorado on Aug 10th. Anyone picking up on anything here??? Someone has to make all the arrangements...any takers?? Yea I didn't think so!

The past few weeks I have learned that it can take up to two weeks for people to do their job and get someones orders done, but if you show up in their office and gently explain that if you do not have said orders done by 4 pm their Col and I will be in there office by 4:15 you can get them done in 15 mins. I now know the first paragraph of a Special Power of Attorney BY HEART! I memorized it while waiting in the TMO office for 2 hours to be seen. I can tell you even though they have a copy of your 5 different POA's you should always bring another copy f each with you because they never seem to be able to find them. I wonder who does have all the answers to my questions about moving because whenever I go up there I am told I am sorry the person who knows that isn't working today. I have learned that I don't know if I ever want to live on base housing again. I have so much crap to do to this house that it will look better the day I move out then it did the day I moved in. Tomorrow I have to get Steve's plane tickets for second half of the TDY he's on now because order issues I talked about before, go to housing and fill out paper work for us to get out of this GOD FORSAKEN house in 6 weeks, and go to TriCare to figure out how my doctors stuff is going to work out. OH yea in case you forgot I am 4 months pregnant.

I know I am not alone, but on nights like tonight I feel like it. I am running off roughly 4 hours of sleep. My entire body aches and I have acid reflux like you would not believe. I crawled into bed an hour ago and couldn't get to sleep. I just keep thinking this is a worse case PCS. My husband will be gone for pretty much the entire two months before, I am stuck with dealing with stuff on this end on a base that apparently can't get anything done right until it's done twice, and I am pregnant with our first child. If I can get though this move I can make it though anything the Air Force sends me right? So what would I have told 16 year old me on that May day back in 2005? Never say Never? You don't have to be sworn in to join the military? Or are you really sure you want to marry a pilot? Probably, but I would have added when your sitting at your computer at 11 pm completely exhausted wondering how am I get though these next 6 weeks remember why you are there...Because you fell in love with the most amazing man in the world and yes he happened to be a Pilot and you would walk though hell and back for him.

Second Trimester and Trucking along.....

So yesterday I officially entered into my second trimester!! However, I am still dealing with awful "morning sickness". I use that term lightly considering that mine usually hits about 5pm. I had my second OB appointment today and I was a little disappointed that I didn't have an ultrasound but tis life. I did however get to hear the lil ones heartbeat going strong at 166 rpm! The doctor said everything looks great which is a sigh of relief. We get to find out weather we are team blue or team pink on July 18th! Pending Baby Fett plays along. I cannot wait!

Steve is still in Washington at SERE. He will be graduating on Friday which I am sure cannot get here fast enough for him. Then he will be "free" for 5 days before he starts water survival training. He comes back home for a grand total of 24 hours before heading to Dallas TX for C-21 training. Needless to say the Air Force is doing it's job keeping him busy as a bee.

I am looking forward to Brittany coming to spend sometime with me this weekend. It's funny how prefect her timing is because pretty much all of my friends are going out of town this weekend so it will be nice to have someone around. Plus I want to spend as much time with her as I can because Colorado is a long way from LA! :-( Other then that life is pretty much the same old same old.

When does motherhood start?

So my sister and I had a conversation yesterday which made me think of a conversation I had with another friend about a year ago. At the time we were discussing when does a mother become a mother? My friend (who shall remain nameless) believes that you are not actually a mother until the day your child is born. To be honest I really didn't have an opinion on the subject as I was not a mother so I felt I could not possibly understand the full extent of a mother's love. However, things have changed.

If you ask me my answer is simple, I became a mother on April 10, 2011. This was the day that my life changed as I know it. I no longer worried about just Steve and myself my world suddenly revolved around a tiny lil human that I have yet to meet. My actions suddenly did not just effect me they effected my child. My friend's argument was that as a mother you had protect your child and help them grow up. She believed these were things you can not do for a child a in the womb. Well I have a whole perspective on said topic. I live everyday protecting and helping my 13 1/2 week old baby grow. He/She already means more to me then my own life. To me that is what being a mother really means.

I still do not claim to know the full extent of a mother's love, but I can only image what an amazing journey Steve and I are embarking on as parents.