I haven't been sleeping lately. I'm wondering what exactly it is that my brain cannot find peace about. Is it being a soldiers wife? Is it the wondering and worrying if he is safe, and when he will come home to me? Wondering when they will take him away again? Or is it the lack of pregnancy? The looming thought that something is wrong with one of us, and that this will not be as easy as everyone says. The waiting. The wondering.
Perhaps these are the things that keeps my brain awake at night.
Or maybe it's that my husband has stolen my down pillow and is holding it hostage under his head. Funny how the simple routine things in life make such a difference.
Give me back my pillow!