Getting a little closer?....

To being settled that is. Let me stress a LITTLE closer. But, I finally have motivation for getting the house cleaned; Elly will start her Speech therapy on Thursday. L, the speech pathologist, will come to our home to work with Elly, which I think is spectacular. Now, I just have to get movin' to get this house in tip top shape. Sure, it may not really matter if everything is perfect, but my nesting instinct has greatly overtaken my rational thinking (however fatigue is winning out over the nesting)so I feel compelled to do everything the way I want it done right now. Here's the crazy thing, I get my energy boost about this time at night. If I could sleep in every morning (or any morning) that wouldn't be an issue. But, getting to bed at midnight or later (after my energy wears out) and having to wake with the girls around 0700 is just not an ideal sleeping situation for me. So, I am trying to keep myself laid back and to bed soon, so I can be rested and ready for a full day of organizing, cleaning and reorganizing tomorrow. All that in between chasing the girls, of course.
Mike has been calling/emailing when he can, that all depends on his rotation to his outpost. His toe his healing well (I think I mentioned he jammed it and had the nail removed and was in a lot of pain/discomfort). He, for now, is attached to a tanker platoon (tankers are generally stereotyped for not being as productive as infantrymen, to say politely) and that platoon Sgt. hasn't allowed Mike out on any patrols since his toe injury. Mike has felt bad about that; he's sending his guys out and he's just sitting around soaking his toe and letting it air out. There really isn't much he is doing and I know that really bugs him. The worst thing in the world for him is to be over there and not be able to do anything. Time stands still, loneliness grows more intense and feeling like he's a slacker overrides all the hardwork he's put in to his guys/platoon. But, he is thankful for the opportunity to allow his toe to heal and minimize the risk of infection.
The girls are doing well, keeping me overly busy. Ivie has really been testing her limits with me and that has pushed my patience to the limits. I know this is just a normal thing for a 3 year-old to do, but adding the absence of her father adds to it all. When I do have to discipline/correct her, she usually cries for daddy. Elly is starting to engage with Ivie a lot more which I think is adorable to watch. Along with that comes Elly wanting to do what Ivie does. Sometimes that's cute, sometimes that's stressful! Most of the time it is just awesome to see Elly blossoming into a little girl.
As for me, well as I continue to adapt to being a temporary, single mother, again, I am finding that despite having gone through this before, it's completely different. I am keeping healthy and doing my best to stay a-float. I mention before a possible health scare, and my doctor confirmed the opposite for me. I developed petechia on my abdomen, which I discovered as many, many different causes from the minor allergy to medications to the major, life-threatening diseases. The big concern in pregnancy is anemia/low platelets. Great news is I have a very healthy platelet count, but the cause of the petechia seems to be unknown and probably not a major concern at this point. Thanks for all your thoughts and prayers and to God for keeping me healthy.
It seems that my energy boost has subsided, so I really should head to bed for a great night's sleep.