The Twins

I wasn't going to blog about what else has transpired in the last few weeks, but I have changed my mind. I may decided not to keep it up, but will see. For years I have always wanted to enhance what I had. Two kids later and they didn't look the same. I didn't feel comfortable about them. I wasn't happy about myself. This was a personal decision for me and one I really wanted to do. Before Sniper deployed we had talked about having "The Twins" done while he was deployed. I wanted this done for myself, as much as for him (he is a man after all and a boob man at that). The plan was I would have them done this summer and have plenty of time to heal before he came home. You can see where this is going. I did lots of research and received several referrals from friends. It's amazing how many woman have had it done. I found a Plastic Surgeon I liked and scheduled surgery for July 14th. The plan has been in the works for months. If you haven't figured it out, this was one of the main reasons I had to quit smoking when I did. And we see how long that lasted....a few days after surgery and I was back into it full swing. When Sniper called on the 11th to tell me he would be home the following week, I wasn't sure I wanted to go through with it. I was thinking about rescheduling for a month or two out. We talked about it and he was pretty adamant about continuing on as scheduled. As long as it was ok with my doc, I would continue on with the mission. "The Twins" were born on Friday, July 14th. I slept all weekend and drove down drugged out of my mind on Monday. It made some interesting conversation with his dad, his 16 year old son (Bubba) and his cousin T. The conversation was never dull. I was surprised, but by Tuesday I was living on Tylenol alone. When Sniper stepped off the bus, daddy was also introduced to "The Twins." It made it very interesting to give him that big huge hug. And yes, it hurt like hell and I had to whisper in his ear to let go a little. It made the week a little more interesting. Healing, not be able to do shit, can't lift anything, in pain and wanting to enjoy Sniper. Let's just say we worked around it and it didn't hinder much. I am a quick healer. Everyone around me knew I was doing this. When the shit hit the fan two weeks ago with him coming home, eveyone thought I was insane to have the surgery and then leave 4 days later. I look back now and maybe I was, but we decided this together and I don't regret the decision. Since I have been home I have had so many people ask me, "How does Sniper like the twins?" Well he loved them. Duh. But then again I can't wait for the healing to be over, to see him again and him to enjoy them. Again, it was a personal decision. Being a female, living in the world we live in (in California at that) and wanting to look good for my man. Wanting him to say "Oh shit, damn they look good." I didn't do anything crazy, I just had "The Twins" put back to where they were when Sniper and I were first together. So as you can see Homecoming was a wild week for us. dyzgoneby Welcome Home Sniper. I hope you enjoy our "Twins"