So my boyfriend is deployed to Iraq. That is sucky, but (generally) not as sucky as people think. I don't like telling people because they get all "aww, poor you" about it, and I don't see it that way. I'm really proud of him and what he's doing. And considering that even when he's not deployed he lives 12 hours away, it's not like this is a huge change for me.
Except today.
Today I am sick and tired. I just want to curl up in his t-shirt and sweats on the couch and have him rub my achy belly while we watch crappy tv.
