I have always heard the term “nesting” in reference to a soon to be mother preparing the home for a baby. But as I hurry to add finishing touches and details to the house, I realize that to an extent, I am nesting too. Not for a baby but for him to come home.
For those of you who are new to our story, my husband and I PCS’ed (moved) to our first duty station this past November. Before that, he had been away at Basic and AIT. After 8 months apart, we were so looking forward to some time together and under the same roof. Well, the military had other plans. Just three weeks later he deployed. My chest still tightens when I think back to the moment he told he is was deploying in 10 days.
When he left, the house was still in boxes. With us having just got here, everyone expected me to move back home with my family. But I had other plans. I did not want him to come back to a house yet to be unpacked. I wanted him to come back to a home. A comfy, cozy, beautiful home. So as hard has it was, I stayed and began building our life here even though he wasn’t here.
Now, its almost time for him to come back and see this home I’ve created for us. I am a bundle of nerves and excitement. I spent entirely too much time picking out the perfect door mat. I have gone to far too many stores searching for the perfect shower curtain. I have searched way too many websites looking for the perfect throw pillows. But as I look around, I realize all the thought and time was so worth it. The house has come so far from being in boxes. And somewhere in the process of unpacking it turned from a house to a home. Just missing on thing, him. But that is all set to change very soon.
I can not wait to see his reaction. I can’t wait to have him home. We are so close. Just need to keep holding on, counting down and making this the cutest, coziest home ever ❤️