Lame sauce

So we live in new orleans after my husband getting stationed here for almost 2 years and now his orders are up and they wont give him new ones "thanks a lot government!" My husband refuses to get a new job out here because lets face it, we hate this city and the only thing keeping us here is my job. It is a done deal that we are moving back to our hometown in florida. Both our families live there. The catch is living with his parents til we get back on our feet. This hurts. I am going to have my first child while living with his parents. Definitely not the future I expected at all. And he is all peachy flippin keen about it. Talking about finally going back to school and having free rent. Family to help us take care of the baby. Ya know, sure it is nice, and I am very thankful to be able to have a roof over are head and people to help out but this still depresses me. I get that not everything works out perfectly and life has its crappy curveballs. It just upsets me that we are almost in our 30s and have to rely on parents to get us through this. If only the military would throw him orders for another 6 months so that we can prepare instead of telling us 12 days before his last day "Oh by the way, sorry we cant keep you!"