Moving Adventures; Part 1

Whelp, my dreams of living on post will be held off for a while longer. One year waiting list. Our plan now is to find a lovely, oh-so-charming home to rent under our BAH limit (does that go up when you add another dependent? That would be great), but still put ourselves on the waiting list. We'll see how things go in a year. Maybe we'll love the home we're in. Maybe we'll see the on post housing and realize it's not quite as mahvelous as it looks online. Maybe we'll be miserable in said home and take on post housing no matter what. Maybe we'll not so much like our home, but won't want to deal with moving ourselves because we're already spoiled by the Army moving us and suck it up. We shall see in a year.

I called some kind of referral office yesterday. That sweet man was able to tell me where Trey will be working and gave me the zip codes to look at that will be closest to his gate. God bless him, this place is so big that had I not known that, I could of had us looking in a place 40 minutes away from his work site! I've been looking on AHRN's website which is ever so helpful, but not showing many options in our zip codes. Luckily, my friend Jennifer has been a God send already! She lives in the same area and has already been a HUGE help ( "Mmm.. No.. you do NOT want to live in that apartment" ). I can't wait to live in the same vicinity again! Sooo.. we have some time to figure things out. It is quite exciting for me to be getting out of Lawton and on to a place that is considered a city and not a run down town! I'm looking forward to looking at some homes and finding the perfect place to take our first baby home to!!

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Those pictues make me quite giddy!!

Just one more quick, totally unrelated note:
To add to yesterday's post.. you remember, right? The completely ridiculous things that come out of my husbands mouth? Again, last night as we're laying in bed and he again is rubbing and talking to my tummy (he's getting really into this whole having a baby thing), he says something along the lines of "and her whole belly shook like a bowl full of jelly" !!!!  No sir, that is not okay to say. I pretended like I was extremely upset, just because it's fun to see him squirming while trying to take back his words while we're both trying not to laugh. As much as it seems like he's getting on me about my weight the last two days, I promise he's not. I don't know why I feel like I need to add this disclaimer, but I do. We're totally just being silly.