Monday, February 20, 2012
The Car Conundrum
11:17 AM
Last week Honey was rear-ended on his way home. He was fine except for a bit of a bruise on his wrist, but his little car was not. The entire back end looked like it was actually holding on by the cord he used to secure the trunk closed, and both break lights were out. It was driveable, but not safely so.
I've blogged about our little car before. It's a 2003 BMW 325i. It's cute and sporty and Honey loves it. It's also cost us far more money than [I believe] it's worth. We had to pay almost $700 to fix a window that got stuck in the down position last year, and then Honey got into an accident and we had to pay the deductible for the repairs. Right before that accident, we realized that two more windows weren't working anymore, but we weren't about to pay to have them fixed. And now another accident. Sigh.
So here we are, with the little Beamer back in the shop, and here is our conundrum:
We are moving in a little more than 3 months. We had planned to sell the BMW shortly before we leave. Though it had been wrecked and repaired once in the last year, it was still in amazing condition (save the windows..). We were hoping to just get what we owe on it, no more. Neither of us figured we'd be able to get more for it anyway because it HAD been wrecked. That was already going to be difficult enough, without it having been wrecked again.
Oh, and last year when it was wrecked, it took well over 3 months to get the parts to fix it on island and then for it to actually be repaired. THREE MONTHS.
So now what? If USAA decides to repair it instead of total it, it could take up to 3 months. And then how in the world do we sell a vehicle that has been wrecked twice in the last year??
If USAA decides that it's a total loss, what do we do for the next 3 months before we move? We're certainly not in a position to purchase another car. Not only do we REALLY not want another car payment, but we couldn't take it with us when we move! The Navy will only move one vehicle. And the prospect of being a one car family when Honey works 15 miles away, has to be there at 6:30 many mornings, doesn't get off work until 6 pm many evenings, and we have two babies... just sucks.
This is the first time I've wished we lived close to base so that we could buy him a bicycle, and he could just peddle to work.
I've blogged about our little car before. It's a 2003 BMW 325i. It's cute and sporty and Honey loves it. It's also cost us far more money than [I believe] it's worth. We had to pay almost $700 to fix a window that got stuck in the down position last year, and then Honey got into an accident and we had to pay the deductible for the repairs. Right before that accident, we realized that two more windows weren't working anymore, but we weren't about to pay to have them fixed. And now another accident. Sigh.
So here we are, with the little Beamer back in the shop, and here is our conundrum:
We are moving in a little more than 3 months. We had planned to sell the BMW shortly before we leave. Though it had been wrecked and repaired once in the last year, it was still in amazing condition (save the windows..). We were hoping to just get what we owe on it, no more. Neither of us figured we'd be able to get more for it anyway because it HAD been wrecked. That was already going to be difficult enough, without it having been wrecked again.
Oh, and last year when it was wrecked, it took well over 3 months to get the parts to fix it on island and then for it to actually be repaired. THREE MONTHS.
So now what? If USAA decides to repair it instead of total it, it could take up to 3 months. And then how in the world do we sell a vehicle that has been wrecked twice in the last year??
If USAA decides that it's a total loss, what do we do for the next 3 months before we move? We're certainly not in a position to purchase another car. Not only do we REALLY not want another car payment, but we couldn't take it with us when we move! The Navy will only move one vehicle. And the prospect of being a one car family when Honey works 15 miles away, has to be there at 6:30 many mornings, doesn't get off work until 6 pm many evenings, and we have two babies... just sucks.
This is the first time I've wished we lived close to base so that we could buy him a bicycle, and he could just peddle to work.
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Monday, February 13, 2012
We've Got Orders!!
11:15 AM
I'm not sure when, exactly, they came in, but HALLELUJAH, PRAISE JESUS!! We've got orders!!
That probably shouldn't be a big deal, but I've heard one too many military horror stories where orders just take forever to come in, and then when they do, you're going somewhere other than where your verbal confirmation told you.
"Sure, Lt. Frederick.. we told you to plan for Millington, but we're actually sending you to Bahrain. Tell your family goodbye!"
"Sorry, Mrs. Frederick. We know you were excited about Millington, but now you can be stoked about Norfolk/Bangor/Groton!" - Vomit.
So, now we get to officially start the process of moving back home.
HOME.
Where there are things such as sweet tea, crickets that chirp at night, and roadways that drive into other states!
Where our family is close by, our friends are a short drive away, and, and..
I almost tear up when I write this..
There is a Newk's within driving distance.
Glory be!
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Sunday, February 12, 2012
A very sweet surprise
10:52 AM
Yesterday, a friend and fellow expecting mom (and also a fellow wardroom wife) and I were surprised with a baby shower! It was small, and intimate, just the wardroom, and it was so sweet! I don't think either of us were expecting a shower since these are our second babies, so we were doubly surprised.
It's so nice to have a group of ladies who care enough to do little things like this when you are far from home. My good friend Paula put it all together with the help of the other ladies in the wardroom, and it was so sweet. I didn't get many pictures, but they did a wonderful job!
I'm sorry the photo quality is so bad, something was up with my camera. No idea.. Anyway, here I am with Briett, the other Mommy. Notice how our leis are open? It's a Hawaiian tradition to never put a fully enclosed lei around the neck of an expecting mother; it could cause the cord to wrap around the baby's neck. I love old traditions like that!
Pink and blue cupcakes since I am expecting a boy and Briett is having a little girl. They were absolutely delicious! Paula used a little bit of coconut extract in the frosting, and it was amazing! Like, really amazing. You should ask for her recipe.
Mason jars for lemonade made me so happy! And, I'm pretty sure the lemonade was sugar free because somebody loves my little diabetic self. I'm sorry for everyone else who was expecting sweet lemonade, but I thought it was wonderful!
Some of Baby G's new duds. There will never be a shortage of nautical themed clothing in our house.
More cuteness. Baby G has wonderful Aunties!
Precious blanket! Just so you all know, these can be special ordered from the Dolphin Store on Pearl, and any other Sub Base, I bet. I love it!
Baby G also received a really, really cute "Newest Member of the USS City of Corpus Christi" onesie, but at the time I took pictures, it had already made it's way into the laundry. We're going to need that one for the hospital!
Though the gifts are wonderful, and useful, and very thoughtful, what means the most is the shower itself. I know Briett and I really felt the love. Thank you ladies so much!
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Wednesday, February 1, 2012
We're in the clear!
10:50 PM
I'm sorry that I keep writing about my pregnancy.. Really, I am. But since it's what dominates my thoughts, and this is where I try really hard to expel thoughts from my mind, this is where the thoughts go.
About 4 weeks ago, my OB mentioned to me that 34 weeks was the magic healthy week for an unborn baby. Or, for that matter, a born baby. Babies born at 34 weeks generally have very few health problems, and typically only require a short NICU visit. So, she said, if they could get me to 34 weeks, I'd most likely have a healthy little guy.
In that same conversation, she told me that she really felt that with the amount of monitoring I was going through, they would most likely have a 10 day heads up if I were to start getting sick.
Here we are at 33 weeks, 5 days, and Baby G and I are perfectly healthy. Know what that means? That means that even if I WERE to have the first signs of pre-eclampsia at my appointment Friday (which we are all still praying will not happen), I would most likely get well into the 35 week range before they had to deliver G. Know what's healthier than a 34 week baby? A 35 week baby.
KB was born at 33 weeks, 3 days. I'm two days past that now, which means I'm two days past my anxiety point. I guess that all along I've been praying to just get there with a healthy baby, and then anything past there was a bonus. Now that I know I'm getting to that bonus, I feel so relieved.
It hasn't helped my anxiety that Jason has been gone for the past two weeks. He got the opportunity to do some really awesome submarine stuff in D.C., and I don't blame him for taking that opportunity. It just really sucked that it meant him leaving me when he had to. We're at the end of those two weeks, however, and all of us have made it!
And I'm pretty sure I only had 2 or 3 meltdowns along the way.
About 4 weeks ago, my OB mentioned to me that 34 weeks was the magic healthy week for an unborn baby. Or, for that matter, a born baby. Babies born at 34 weeks generally have very few health problems, and typically only require a short NICU visit. So, she said, if they could get me to 34 weeks, I'd most likely have a healthy little guy.
In that same conversation, she told me that she really felt that with the amount of monitoring I was going through, they would most likely have a 10 day heads up if I were to start getting sick.
Here we are at 33 weeks, 5 days, and Baby G and I are perfectly healthy. Know what that means? That means that even if I WERE to have the first signs of pre-eclampsia at my appointment Friday (which we are all still praying will not happen), I would most likely get well into the 35 week range before they had to deliver G. Know what's healthier than a 34 week baby? A 35 week baby.
KB was born at 33 weeks, 3 days. I'm two days past that now, which means I'm two days past my anxiety point. I guess that all along I've been praying to just get there with a healthy baby, and then anything past there was a bonus. Now that I know I'm getting to that bonus, I feel so relieved.
It hasn't helped my anxiety that Jason has been gone for the past two weeks. He got the opportunity to do some really awesome submarine stuff in D.C., and I don't blame him for taking that opportunity. It just really sucked that it meant him leaving me when he had to. We're at the end of those two weeks, however, and all of us have made it!
And I'm pretty sure I only had 2 or 3 meltdowns along the way.
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