New jobs and such

In case I haven't mentioned it here, Doug has a new job. He's home every night. *gasp* and two days a week off. *gasp*. It's almost like a real job! I am thrilled, Natalya is thrilled, little baby bean is thrilled (although admittedly, it's a little harder to tell).

Natalya keeps telling me, Mommy, I love it that my daddy's come home. And in the mornings, when she comes in and wakes me up, she says, Daddy's at work. He'll be home tonight. And then she grins.

He's working for Pepsi and as far as we can figure, will be working a lot of hours in the summer and less in the winter, since he's hourly that means save our money now so we can make it through the winter months, but you know what? We'll be fine. GREAT in fact. Because together we are more than we are alone.

Sacrifices

Doug just left for the road again. Man, I hate it! I'm going to hate it even more when Natalya wakes up in the morning and realizes he's gone. She just misses him so much when he's not here.
While he was home this time around he was able to go to Kindermusik with her yesterday and to gymnastics with us today. I know she enjoyed him being there and I think he enjoyed being able to go. She was so cute today! She figured out how to do some of the things- "pencil hops" and "bear crawls", it was so exciting to see her figure it out and look so proud of herself!

Maybe one day we'll get this thing figured out, or find something different because it really sucks that he has to make this sacrifice, that we have to make this sacrifice for the family.

Reason # 462 why I hate Doug driving a truck.

He was supposed to be home this morning after being out two weeks. He was going to pick up a load in Delaware and do a split load- meet someone else and trade trailers, so he'd bring an empty home and the guy would continue the load to Florida.

Well, the guy's truck got sold and he wasn't going to have a truck until Monday. Doug's dispatcher was "looking into it" and was supposed to call him back. Doug didn't hear anything, and called Friday night to find out what was going on. His dispatcher had left and night crew said "we don't know, take it up with weekend crew". So he waited until this morning, "we don't know, you have to ask your fleet manager Monday". ARGH!
He sat from yesterday evening until 6pm tonight waiting for the load to be ready, and now he's taking it to Florida. Great miles (over 1,000, yahoo!), but he doesn't know when he's going to be home. They don't like the drivers to take weekdays off, so now it may be next weekend before we see him. That's three weeks out!

BOO!!!