When the Navy Intrudes…

Most of us, swimming against the tides of trouble the world knows nothing about, need only a bit of praise or encouragement – and we will make the goal. 
~Jerome Fleishman

Huzzy has been on shore duty for nine months now and because of this, I haven’t really had anything to say regarding the Navy. That’s why it’s mostly been about my infertility struggle. He’s been working and is usually home before I am and has only had to stay after five maybe three times in the entire time he’s been on shore duty. Sure, he has duty four times a month, but he only has to stay overnight two or three times a month.

Our fourth anniversary was this past Thursday (if you don’t know how we met, it’s hilarious–check it out here). Because it was on a Thursday, we decided three months ago to go out for our anniversary dinner on Friday.

You see, we normally go to the Sky City restaurant, which is the revolving restaurant at the top of the Seattle Space Needle. Well, actually we went there for our first anniversary and had reservations for our second, but Huzzy’s boat kept him at work too late for us to make it to the reservations. Last year, he was 20,000 leagues under the sea so we couldn’t go then.

Anyway, Huzzy came home Tuesday night and told me that he was warned Friday night would be a late night… as in, late enough that we wouldn’t make the 7 p.m. reservation that we had made three months ago.

This brought back all the memories of sea duty when we couldn’t plan anything even days in advance without assuming that it might not work out due to the boat schedule.  He ended up making it out on time due to something pushing work schedule back to next week.

Now, he might not be home until late Monday through Wednesday. I’m on CD12 today… I expect our IUI to be done sometime between CD15-CD18, with CD15 and CD16 being the most likely. That would be Tuesday or Wednesday. The same days he’s working late.

If it happens to fall on those days, there is only a small chance Huzzy can get out of work to go get the IUI done with me. Which means if we can’t have it done, taking the meds was pointless and we’ll have to wait until June to try again (due to my Navy Reserve physical readiness test that will make me have to stress my body and focus on getting ready for it, which isn’t good for TTC).

I am really hoping that the IUI falls on a day that is either one Huzzy doesn’t have to work late or one that he can get out of work for. I would be extremely upset if this happens. I mean, I know the Navy comes first, but it has come first for so many years that DARN IT, I just want our family to come first for once. He’s on shore duty, it’s supposed to give us a chance to have “us” time and for it the stresses of sea duty to be relieved.

Okay, enough complaining. It is what it is. The Navy is what it is. What will be will be. But that doesn’t stop me from wanting what I want and wishing for what I wish.



5 thoughts on “When the Navy Intrudes…

  1. It is what it is, but it’s okay to wish for more. Us military spouses get the short end of the stick a lot and I think it’s good to vent a little. That’s a super huge bummer and I hope he’s able to go to the appointment with you.

  2. Hope he can make it work with the work schedule. He just needs to make sure he talks to who he needs to talk to and tell his superiors that you guys have an infertility Drs appts.! They should be able to make it work. We just got done going through this exact same thing last year. We got lucky on our first IUI but 2nd round with drugs. I just had our baby girl after 12 years of TTC. She is 1 month old today! My husband had a busy work schedule but he made it to every appt. when TTC and during the pregnancy until he left for deployment sadly! He made sure the office knew about our appts and that no matter what we and they had to make the schedule work! We had let the Navy come first for way too many years and almost lost our chance at having our own family. I wish you guys the best and I know that it can happen for you guys! Hang in there!

  3. Glad you got to go to dinner. I can’t even begin to imagine how frustrating it must be to have to put your life on hold for the Navy. Big hugs.

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