We have not even been back home for a day and things are already running a riot. Isabella is pregnant, and I am going to become a father. That is wonderful news for all around, but we had to make the decision as to where Isabella is going to stay. I am deploying in a little less than a week again, and I need to know that wherever she is going to be, she will be safe. So we have decided that she shall stay in Pendleton and we will raise our child there. We are making the decision on what is best for the baby. Yes, I know that my family, most of all my mom, is going to be disappointed.
"I think everyone needs to go sit down for this one," I playfully laugh to ease the seriousness of the situation.
"Son, she is already pregnant; what else have you done?" My father asks, "With him, anything is possible." Matt adds.
"Matty, you better run."
"What are you going to do, soldier boy?"
