Who is Frinska?

Sitting in a red chevy aveo. Its probably 90 defrees f here. Ac is blasting. Husband is asleep in the drivers street. We are inprocessing to our new post. We don’t know what unit we’re going to but hey. Having this critter in my belly brought us from korea to the united states. Who knows what happens from here. All I know is this critter has made so much happen in the last five months. Brought us home, sent us to texas, bought us a car, rented our apartment, pretty much built us a home. I love the kid. And I don’t know what it looks like. What gender it is. What its name is. I’m never gonna tell the kid that I owe it so much, and that daddy does too. Then id worship it too long and spoil the fuck out of it. I look in the sideview mirror and see my familiar haircut. Same mole. Unkempt eyebrows and peeling lips as usual. But I like this person. A year ago or so I wasn’t too fond of her. But now. With all that’s going on. I’m sstarting to realize she has a good head on her shoulders. She has stuff to live for now, not just the pointless lazy life she used to live. Now she has family. A real family. You know what. Maybe she is beautiful. With her fat belly full of a baby. With her french fry looking toes. Her mole. Her hairy arms. Something about me has to respect her now. She’s doing beautiful things. Mirrors aren’t so bad anymore. They show me the pretty person doing everything right. Life couldn’t be any better right now. It all started like two years ago when I considered joining the military. Now look at me. In that amount of time I got a steady job, got married, got a place to live and something for the mister to drive, and a baby will be here soon. All of this stuff… this stuff that’s happening.. I used to be so against it. So afraid of it all. With ryan here he shows me its ok. This is good. And its amazing. Anyone that thinks otherwise. Idk, something terrible must be going on with you. But me.. I’m happy.