1 week ago I dropped my husband off at the airport. He will be in Afghanistan during the delivery and won’t come home until she is 8 weeks old (if she’s born on her due date). I am feeling so down about it but trying to put on a good face around him and pretend to be strong, acting like it’s no big deal. But secretly on the inside I’m falling apart... I moved across the country to be with family and have support. But now I can’t find a new doctor because no one wants to take me being I’m in my 3rd trimester. So much stress!