Well, our "R" day has finally arrived! My husband has returned home and we are trying to settle into life as we know it. My husband was originally supposed to return home on Monday. When I called the unit to see about return times I found out he actually wasn't coming in until the next afternoon. Tuesday afternoon arrived and I didn't get a call from my husband. At the end of the work day I called the unit again to see what time to expect my husband. I was then told it had been pushed back to midnight. I asked the silly question "Is it possible the time will change again?" The answer I got was not clear. It was possible there would be another delay because of the weather this time.
On Tuesday afternoon we had predictions of snow and wintery conditions. School had already been delayed two hours the next day before the school day was even over. After watching Biggest Loser I noticed that it had started to snow and was sticking to the grass and the roads in our subdivision. I had admitted defeat and was convinced that my husband would again be delayed. SOOOO, off to bed I went. I was actually asleep before 11:30 p.m., which is highly unusually for me. At 1 am I got the sweetest phone call from my husband. He said "Hey babe, can you come and pick me up?" Getting to the unit took longer than normal because of the snow but the drive and the late night was well worth it.
What I didn't know about the delays and yet another delayed school day was the blessings that God had waiting for us. God knew that if my huband's return was delayed and the girls had a delay for school, that first morning home we would get to hang out as a family. The girls would get to spend a few uninterupted hours with their dad just relaxing and enjoying having him home.
The last few days have been relaxing. I finally feel like I can breathe again. I always feel like I am holding my breath when he is gone. I have my husband back. The man that makes me laugh and laughs at me. He enjoys my cooking much more than my children do.
Although we know about the next deployment and it's not far away, I am trying to focus on the positive that my husband is here. Projects may have to wait until the next "R" time. This time I am focusing on making memories that will get us through the next deployment.
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Friday, March 5, 2010
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Anticipation
As I write this I am waiting for my husband to come home from his most recent deployment. Not much longer. I would love to scream (or type) exactly when he will be here but because of OPSEC I can only tell you it will be soon.
I sat down to type an email and when I approached my computer I saw the picture of my husband that I have set as my desktop picture. I look at the picture and think "Not much longer."(insert the number of sleeps left) But I also wonder if maybe I have dreamt this man up in my imagination.
In reality I know I am married and I know that my husband will be here. I didn't magically conceive and give birth to our children. I know that I have talked to my husband on the phone and even had a Video Tele-conference with him. But until he is actually here and I can touch him it feels like I am living in a made for TV movie.
Once I finally wrap my brain around the fact that he is coming home I start to think about the what ifs that come with "R" day.(reunion day) What if he doesn't recognize me? What if I don't look good to him any more? What if I don't recognize him? What if..........
I think it's normal to play the what if game. We have been apart for so long that it's hard to imagine life together again. Although I have fantasized about it for the entire deployment. I couldn't wait for "R" day. The kids and I would count down how many sleeps left and some days it was all I had to go through the motions of life because that's all I had to give.
As we all anxiously await the return of our loved ones, remember that your husband is reality. You didn't dream him up. He will look every bit as handsome as the day he left and you will recognize him the minute you see him. Just as you can pick out the back of your child in any crowd you will be able to pick out your husband as well. You will look better than your husband remembered. He too has longed for the day to be home and see you.
Not much longer and I will see my handsome husband. Then I am going to lock the door and shut the world out. The kids and I need to reconnect with the man we have longed to have home for so long. Before we know it, it will be back to life as a normal military family. If there is such a thing as normal in this military life.
I sat down to type an email and when I approached my computer I saw the picture of my husband that I have set as my desktop picture. I look at the picture and think "Not much longer."(insert the number of sleeps left) But I also wonder if maybe I have dreamt this man up in my imagination.
In reality I know I am married and I know that my husband will be here. I didn't magically conceive and give birth to our children. I know that I have talked to my husband on the phone and even had a Video Tele-conference with him. But until he is actually here and I can touch him it feels like I am living in a made for TV movie.
Once I finally wrap my brain around the fact that he is coming home I start to think about the what ifs that come with "R" day.(reunion day) What if he doesn't recognize me? What if I don't look good to him any more? What if I don't recognize him? What if..........
I think it's normal to play the what if game. We have been apart for so long that it's hard to imagine life together again. Although I have fantasized about it for the entire deployment. I couldn't wait for "R" day. The kids and I would count down how many sleeps left and some days it was all I had to go through the motions of life because that's all I had to give.
As we all anxiously await the return of our loved ones, remember that your husband is reality. You didn't dream him up. He will look every bit as handsome as the day he left and you will recognize him the minute you see him. Just as you can pick out the back of your child in any crowd you will be able to pick out your husband as well. You will look better than your husband remembered. He too has longed for the day to be home and see you.
Not much longer and I will see my handsome husband. Then I am going to lock the door and shut the world out. The kids and I need to reconnect with the man we have longed to have home for so long. Before we know it, it will be back to life as a normal military family. If there is such a thing as normal in this military life.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Dot-to-Dot
I am currently going through a bible study with First Place for Health. Last week during the bible study we talked about being obedient to God. We talked a lot about what it means to be obedient to God with our bodies and our food choices.
During the discussion one of our ladies talked about how she saw the journey as a dot-to-dot. Think about how a child does a simple dot-to-dot picture. If they have completed the dot-to-dot accurately it turns out as a picture of something. If, for some reason, they missed a dot or didn't follow the order of the numbers the picture isn't always clear.
There have been times in my life where I felt like I could skip a dot and move onto the next one. Little did I know that God would present me with that dot all over again. Because just like that child's picture, if I missed a step my life would look like that scribbling.
Our God is a great God that allows us to go back and try again. Many times in my life I have had to get a lesson more than once. Sometimes I was just to stubborn to admit that God was right and I needed to change or do something different. Trust me when I say that God and I have been working on that! I often have felt like he would take a frying pan and hit me gently on the head as if to knock some sense into me. That is what I call my "Ah HA Honey moments." I have those moments all the time.
Before those "ah ha honey moments" my picture would be all frazzled and out of sorts. I am usually out of sorts too. But after that moment where I finally get the lesson my picture starts to come back into focus.
Don't lose sight of your masterpiece picture. God designed you to be a great military wife. You were called here just like your husband was called to serve our great country. God knew you would marry a man in uniform. He has equipped you with the tools you will need. It's your choice how you use them.
I still stumble and get bruised knees. I won't pretend to know it all but I know we serve a great big LOVING God that holds us military wives close. Chose to connect with God today. He's waiting for you right where you are.
During the discussion one of our ladies talked about how she saw the journey as a dot-to-dot. Think about how a child does a simple dot-to-dot picture. If they have completed the dot-to-dot accurately it turns out as a picture of something. If, for some reason, they missed a dot or didn't follow the order of the numbers the picture isn't always clear.
There have been times in my life where I felt like I could skip a dot and move onto the next one. Little did I know that God would present me with that dot all over again. Because just like that child's picture, if I missed a step my life would look like that scribbling.
Our God is a great God that allows us to go back and try again. Many times in my life I have had to get a lesson more than once. Sometimes I was just to stubborn to admit that God was right and I needed to change or do something different. Trust me when I say that God and I have been working on that! I often have felt like he would take a frying pan and hit me gently on the head as if to knock some sense into me. That is what I call my "Ah HA Honey moments." I have those moments all the time.
Before those "ah ha honey moments" my picture would be all frazzled and out of sorts. I am usually out of sorts too. But after that moment where I finally get the lesson my picture starts to come back into focus.
Don't lose sight of your masterpiece picture. God designed you to be a great military wife. You were called here just like your husband was called to serve our great country. God knew you would marry a man in uniform. He has equipped you with the tools you will need. It's your choice how you use them.
I still stumble and get bruised knees. I won't pretend to know it all but I know we serve a great big LOVING God that holds us military wives close. Chose to connect with God today. He's waiting for you right where you are.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Fantasy or Reality
During my journey as a military wife I have learned a few things. Like, never plan to far ahead and expect things to go smoothly, don't get attached to furniture that you let the movers take and hope for the best but prepare for the worst. The last saying is actually my husband's. He always tells me to hope for the best and prepare for the worst.
We are officially counting down by days instead of weeks or months. I am trying to keep my husband's return a secret from the children but it's becoming harder and harder as the days/hours tick by.
Today, as I was cleaning as a crazy woman, memories started to pop into my mind. With my husband's unpredictable schedule I try to hold onto each memory with a firm grip until he returns to make new memories. Sometimes I wonder if the memories I want to happen and the memories that have happened start to blur. When its time for my husband to return I start to think about laying in bed snuggled up together or going to lunch or just plain old everyday stuff that I have missed. I even start to think about yelling at him to put away his laundry. :)
So today, I am preparing for the best and hoping for the best. It doesn't matter if the memories are fantasy or reality. My husband won't care if the house is cleaned or the yard is manicured. His reality is that he wants to come home and be home. I bet if I asked him his fantasy would be just to be home. The reality is we aren't far away from that dream. I close my eyes at night and think of my husband laying right next to me. And we aren't far away from that dream becoming a reality.
No matter where you are in deployment keep dreaming about your husband. Keep wishing for memories and holding onto the ones that are dear to you. Those memories bring a smile to your face and they might even make you laugh. Some times it's the simple things that help us get through deployed life.
We are officially counting down by days instead of weeks or months. I am trying to keep my husband's return a secret from the children but it's becoming harder and harder as the days/hours tick by.
Today, as I was cleaning as a crazy woman, memories started to pop into my mind. With my husband's unpredictable schedule I try to hold onto each memory with a firm grip until he returns to make new memories. Sometimes I wonder if the memories I want to happen and the memories that have happened start to blur. When its time for my husband to return I start to think about laying in bed snuggled up together or going to lunch or just plain old everyday stuff that I have missed. I even start to think about yelling at him to put away his laundry. :)
So today, I am preparing for the best and hoping for the best. It doesn't matter if the memories are fantasy or reality. My husband won't care if the house is cleaned or the yard is manicured. His reality is that he wants to come home and be home. I bet if I asked him his fantasy would be just to be home. The reality is we aren't far away from that dream. I close my eyes at night and think of my husband laying right next to me. And we aren't far away from that dream becoming a reality.
No matter where you are in deployment keep dreaming about your husband. Keep wishing for memories and holding onto the ones that are dear to you. Those memories bring a smile to your face and they might even make you laugh. Some times it's the simple things that help us get through deployed life.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Pick Me Up
God always knows when I need a little extra love. I shouldn't be surprised or amazed by this any more. He has been taking care of me for 34 years now. (OOOPS, Did I just tell me age? :)
The past few days I haven't felt the greatest. The couch and my bed have been my best friend. Today I was determined to kick this cold in the butt and make it vacate my body. I dropped the girls off at school, the boys off at home-school group and headed to the gym. I was going to sweat out all the germs I could. I did a mild workout and took my time showering and getting ready to pick up the boys. It was a nice peaceful morning. Except for this cough that sounds so much worse than it is. You know the kind where you turn around and look at the person and think 'Oh, poor girl, she should be home in bed.' Yep that would be me today!
But as the day pressed on and I checked a few things off my to do list I began to feel icky again. So I decided the computer and I would become one. I would work on those things that I always put off and never get to. Like announcements on the FMWCN page. As I was working I heard a little knock at the front door. That is my cue that it is kids and my kids will take care of it.
After a few knocks I get up to answer the door wondering where my children are. It was our newest neighbors oldest son. He came carrying cookies for, as he put it, OUR WHOLE FAMILY. He then asked if my two sons who were playing with them could have a cookie. I said sure. The neighbor boy took two cookies off the plate and took them to my boys. I brought the plate of cookies inside and I couldn't resist them. I had to have one and then another. A few minutes later I hear the same knock. I get up to answer the door again and it was the neighbor boy who explained that he was suppose to take his plate home. I gave him his plate and told him the cookies are yummy. He looked at me in shock that I would eat one of them. He gave me that look that all kids give parents when we eat the good stuff. That 'HEY THAT'S MINE!' look.
Wouldn't you know it? A few minutes later there is another knock at the door. This time I can hear kids running around in the front and figure that whoever is knocking will get help from them. I am, after all, trying to become one with the computer. The knocking continues and I once again get up to see who it is. This time I find the neighbors middle son at my door. Before I could even get the door open all the way he yells "I WANT MORE COOKIES!" His mom had told him no more until after dinner so he thought he would come and see if I would give him any. How cute is that?
As I sat back down to continue my quest to become one with the computer I couldn't help but feel so loved. Our neighbor baked cookies and thought of me. She didn't have to do that. She did out of the kindness of her heart. It helped me to see the funny conversation I had with her son who wanted more cookies and helped me to see that even when I don't feel it God is watching out for me and nudging me to embrace each and every moment that I have. Becoming one with the computer will have to wait for another day. I'm going to sit and laugh at the children as they run around and act silly. Some days there is nothing better than laughter. It is good for your soul.
The past few days I haven't felt the greatest. The couch and my bed have been my best friend. Today I was determined to kick this cold in the butt and make it vacate my body. I dropped the girls off at school, the boys off at home-school group and headed to the gym. I was going to sweat out all the germs I could. I did a mild workout and took my time showering and getting ready to pick up the boys. It was a nice peaceful morning. Except for this cough that sounds so much worse than it is. You know the kind where you turn around and look at the person and think 'Oh, poor girl, she should be home in bed.' Yep that would be me today!
But as the day pressed on and I checked a few things off my to do list I began to feel icky again. So I decided the computer and I would become one. I would work on those things that I always put off and never get to. Like announcements on the FMWCN page. As I was working I heard a little knock at the front door. That is my cue that it is kids and my kids will take care of it.
After a few knocks I get up to answer the door wondering where my children are. It was our newest neighbors oldest son. He came carrying cookies for, as he put it, OUR WHOLE FAMILY. He then asked if my two sons who were playing with them could have a cookie. I said sure. The neighbor boy took two cookies off the plate and took them to my boys. I brought the plate of cookies inside and I couldn't resist them. I had to have one and then another. A few minutes later I hear the same knock. I get up to answer the door again and it was the neighbor boy who explained that he was suppose to take his plate home. I gave him his plate and told him the cookies are yummy. He looked at me in shock that I would eat one of them. He gave me that look that all kids give parents when we eat the good stuff. That 'HEY THAT'S MINE!' look.
Wouldn't you know it? A few minutes later there is another knock at the door. This time I can hear kids running around in the front and figure that whoever is knocking will get help from them. I am, after all, trying to become one with the computer. The knocking continues and I once again get up to see who it is. This time I find the neighbors middle son at my door. Before I could even get the door open all the way he yells "I WANT MORE COOKIES!" His mom had told him no more until after dinner so he thought he would come and see if I would give him any. How cute is that?
As I sat back down to continue my quest to become one with the computer I couldn't help but feel so loved. Our neighbor baked cookies and thought of me. She didn't have to do that. She did out of the kindness of her heart. It helped me to see the funny conversation I had with her son who wanted more cookies and helped me to see that even when I don't feel it God is watching out for me and nudging me to embrace each and every moment that I have. Becoming one with the computer will have to wait for another day. I'm going to sit and laugh at the children as they run around and act silly. Some days there is nothing better than laughter. It is good for your soul.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Another D-Day Done
Today marks another day off of our deployment calendar. The time is growing shorter and soon my husband will be home.
I should be doing a million things around the house to get ready for my husbands return but if I do it now I will only have to do it again just before he gets here. I have been putting off all of the house cleaning, carpet cleaned and organizing that needs to be done.
The last couple of days I have not been feeling the greatest so I have stayed in PJ's. Why is it that those days when you don't accomplish much on the to do list go the fastest? Laying in the bed has made the days fly by. Maybe I am on to something here!
On a normal day I run around like a chicken with my head cut off. My kids aren't over scheduled, I am. Having 4 of them in different activities means a lot of mom taxi on the road. Usually about half way through the day I am praying for it to be bed time so I can have 5 minutes of peace to myself. But the last two days I have slept and tried to nurse myself back to health and find myself praying for a few extra hours in the day so I can rest some more.
I have enjoyed laying on the couch and in the bed doing absolutely nothing. I'm thankful to have older children that can get themselves a meal or offer to make something simple for themselves to eat. Even though I haven't felt the greatest I am reminded to focus on the positive things and many blessings around me. I am blessed to have great kids and wonderful friends around me. What are your blessings today? What positive things are there in your life that you may have over looked?
I should be doing a million things around the house to get ready for my husbands return but if I do it now I will only have to do it again just before he gets here. I have been putting off all of the house cleaning, carpet cleaned and organizing that needs to be done.
The last couple of days I have not been feeling the greatest so I have stayed in PJ's. Why is it that those days when you don't accomplish much on the to do list go the fastest? Laying in the bed has made the days fly by. Maybe I am on to something here!
On a normal day I run around like a chicken with my head cut off. My kids aren't over scheduled, I am. Having 4 of them in different activities means a lot of mom taxi on the road. Usually about half way through the day I am praying for it to be bed time so I can have 5 minutes of peace to myself. But the last two days I have slept and tried to nurse myself back to health and find myself praying for a few extra hours in the day so I can rest some more.
I have enjoyed laying on the couch and in the bed doing absolutely nothing. I'm thankful to have older children that can get themselves a meal or offer to make something simple for themselves to eat. Even though I haven't felt the greatest I am reminded to focus on the positive things and many blessings around me. I am blessed to have great kids and wonderful friends around me. What are your blessings today? What positive things are there in your life that you may have over looked?
Monday, January 18, 2010
Memory
When my children were small we used to play the game 'Memory'. Back then there was only one or two versions of the game. Today you can find just about any character on the Memory box. Even though the characters change the game remains the same. You have to remember where the card is and match it up.
This past week I went to my First, First Place 4 Health meeting. During that meeting we were told about what to expect. One of the things we are expected to do is memorize scripture each week along with our bible study. I have always had trouble remembering scripture. I could tell you our schedule by heart(most days) but reciting scripture from heart feels like it's a whole different ball game.
Our leader went on to tell us the importance of memorizing scripture, the same stuff I had heard from all of my pastors. I know it's important, I know I lack in this area of my spiritual life. God has been working on me with this. Then our leader went on to say, "what if one day we weren't allowed to carry our bibles with us? Or even a bible application on our cell phones? What if one day our country turned from freedom of religion and we couldn't have those things?"
That was one of the biggest wake up moments for me. I take for granted that I have an app on my Blackberry to search for a Scripture or read the bible while I'm waiting for the kids. I also take for granted that I can carry my bible with me where ever I go. It had never occurred to me that there may be a day when we won't be able to do that.
I'm not a fortune teller. I'm not going to say that we are headed in the direction of taking away our freedom of religion........but what if it happens? What if one day we can't have those things we cherish to help grow our walk with the Lord? Are you prepared with scripture memorized? Would you be prepared with Scripture locked away in your memory?
This past week I went to my First, First Place 4 Health meeting. During that meeting we were told about what to expect. One of the things we are expected to do is memorize scripture each week along with our bible study. I have always had trouble remembering scripture. I could tell you our schedule by heart(most days) but reciting scripture from heart feels like it's a whole different ball game.
Our leader went on to tell us the importance of memorizing scripture, the same stuff I had heard from all of my pastors. I know it's important, I know I lack in this area of my spiritual life. God has been working on me with this. Then our leader went on to say, "what if one day we weren't allowed to carry our bibles with us? Or even a bible application on our cell phones? What if one day our country turned from freedom of religion and we couldn't have those things?"
That was one of the biggest wake up moments for me. I take for granted that I have an app on my Blackberry to search for a Scripture or read the bible while I'm waiting for the kids. I also take for granted that I can carry my bible with me where ever I go. It had never occurred to me that there may be a day when we won't be able to do that.
I'm not a fortune teller. I'm not going to say that we are headed in the direction of taking away our freedom of religion........but what if it happens? What if one day we can't have those things we cherish to help grow our walk with the Lord? Are you prepared with scripture memorized? Would you be prepared with Scripture locked away in your memory?
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Deployment Seasons
If you have ever been through deployment you know one is not the same as the next. It's almost like being pregnant and giving birth. While the overall situation was the same, 9 months of pregnancy and a baby at the end, each pregnancy and birth was very different.
Several years ago when my husband went to a Special Operations Unit, I thought the idea was splendid. I romanced the idea of shorter deployments and the idea of never having to be apart for a year. I will admit that shorter deployments are nice. The count down isn't as long and I can see the end fairly quickly. The part I wasn't ready for was all the emotion that goes with deployments. It doesn't matter if the time apart is 3 months, 6 months, 9 months or a year, there are a ton of emotions to go with the deployment.
When you first send your spouse off you have the initial "OH MY GOSH HE'S GONE" Syndrome. I don't pick up anything he left out for at least a week. You have the tears and the days where you want to pull the covers over your head and tell the world to go away. Especially if the people that call or come by aren't military friends or family. It's been my experience that civilian friends and family don't understand our deployment life. They really don't understand the hide under the covers day. This phase of deployment also starts the point where I feel like I am holding my breath waiting for my husband to return.
Once a few days have passed, I decide it's time to take deployment by the horns and conquer it. I am in "CONQUER THE DEPLOYMENT" Phase. At this point I decide to move furniture, by furniture, take classes, a new bible study, or the kids have a new adventure with sports or something of the sort. This is the part of deployment where people will look at you and simply say "I don't know how you do it."While you appreciate the comment and smile you secretly want to dust their house or wash that mark off the wall.
Then we get to about mid tour and I get to the phase of deployment called "I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS ANY MORE!" During this junction in the road I have decided, for my husband, that he simply needs to leave the military as fast as possible when he gets back. Whatever way will get him out and we won't have to endure another deployment will work just fine for me. This part of deployment is frustrating for me. I want my husband home yesterday. I can't go back to stage one and eat Chips Ahoy and pull the covers over my head because of phase 2. I have signed us up for all of these new things that are taking place and are still in full swing.
After a few weeks pass the frustration of phase 3 starts to leave. The return date gets closer and I start in on phase 4. "I THINK I CAN, I THINK I CAN, I THINK I CAN." I begin to think I can finish this deployment a sane mama and wife. I begin to think that this deployment while difficult, didn't kill me and I am may be stronger for it. It's almost close enough to start counting down the days with all those cute countdown tickers in the signature lines. Now I start to rearrange furniture and cupboards, drawers, whatever I can get my hands on. My husband wouldn't feel like he was at home if he didn't have to relearn where I put everything while he was gone.
Then we journey towards the phase of deployment called "WELCOME HOME!" My husband's return is so close I can taste it. I must buy anything and everything new. Bras, panties, clothes, get my hair done, clean the house, rearrange a few more things, and OH YA! clean the garage. During the phase 2 and 4 everything that left the living space of the house has made it to the garage and stayed there. I must clean the garage so my husband can walk through it. The kids and I start to make WELCOME HOME Banners and I will tell anyone that will sit still for 2 seconds that my husband is almost home.
Now we get to the fun part. T-2 days and counting. I'm sure I have never really slept at the T-2 phase. I keep thinking of things I need to do or should have done. I'm to excited to sleep and start to think about which new outfit I will wear when I pick my husband up. I envision his face as he sees us. I can almost feel us holding each other tight. We are almost done with deployment.
FINALLY! It's R DAY. Reunion Day. Today is the day I thought would never come. He is within my hands reach and we are in the same town, same space, same time zone and will be together again. I no longer have to be a single parent or great fixer of all things. I no longer have to be macho mom. I can just be mom. When I finally get to hug my husband I feel like I can breathe again. I can exhale and relax just a little bit. I can lay in the bed without extra pillows and fall asleep with my head on my husband's chest. Our home is our home again.(with exception to the things my husband has moved because he wasn't sure where they went)
Now just like giving birth you forget about how much deployment hurts. The longer my husband is home the more I start to think that if we have to do deployment again we will be okay. The deployment was hard but we grew as parents, a married couple and individuals. While I'm not hoping deployment comes knocking I know we would get through it again.
"He gets angry once in a while, but across a lifetime there is only love. The nights of crying your eyes out give way to days of laughter." Psalms 30:5 The Message.
Several years ago when my husband went to a Special Operations Unit, I thought the idea was splendid. I romanced the idea of shorter deployments and the idea of never having to be apart for a year. I will admit that shorter deployments are nice. The count down isn't as long and I can see the end fairly quickly. The part I wasn't ready for was all the emotion that goes with deployments. It doesn't matter if the time apart is 3 months, 6 months, 9 months or a year, there are a ton of emotions to go with the deployment.
When you first send your spouse off you have the initial "OH MY GOSH HE'S GONE" Syndrome. I don't pick up anything he left out for at least a week. You have the tears and the days where you want to pull the covers over your head and tell the world to go away. Especially if the people that call or come by aren't military friends or family. It's been my experience that civilian friends and family don't understand our deployment life. They really don't understand the hide under the covers day. This phase of deployment also starts the point where I feel like I am holding my breath waiting for my husband to return.
Once a few days have passed, I decide it's time to take deployment by the horns and conquer it. I am in "CONQUER THE DEPLOYMENT" Phase. At this point I decide to move furniture, by furniture, take classes, a new bible study, or the kids have a new adventure with sports or something of the sort. This is the part of deployment where people will look at you and simply say "I don't know how you do it."While you appreciate the comment and smile you secretly want to dust their house or wash that mark off the wall.
Then we get to about mid tour and I get to the phase of deployment called "I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS ANY MORE!" During this junction in the road I have decided, for my husband, that he simply needs to leave the military as fast as possible when he gets back. Whatever way will get him out and we won't have to endure another deployment will work just fine for me. This part of deployment is frustrating for me. I want my husband home yesterday. I can't go back to stage one and eat Chips Ahoy and pull the covers over my head because of phase 2. I have signed us up for all of these new things that are taking place and are still in full swing.
After a few weeks pass the frustration of phase 3 starts to leave. The return date gets closer and I start in on phase 4. "I THINK I CAN, I THINK I CAN, I THINK I CAN." I begin to think I can finish this deployment a sane mama and wife. I begin to think that this deployment while difficult, didn't kill me and I am may be stronger for it. It's almost close enough to start counting down the days with all those cute countdown tickers in the signature lines. Now I start to rearrange furniture and cupboards, drawers, whatever I can get my hands on. My husband wouldn't feel like he was at home if he didn't have to relearn where I put everything while he was gone.
Then we journey towards the phase of deployment called "WELCOME HOME!" My husband's return is so close I can taste it. I must buy anything and everything new. Bras, panties, clothes, get my hair done, clean the house, rearrange a few more things, and OH YA! clean the garage. During the phase 2 and 4 everything that left the living space of the house has made it to the garage and stayed there. I must clean the garage so my husband can walk through it. The kids and I start to make WELCOME HOME Banners and I will tell anyone that will sit still for 2 seconds that my husband is almost home.
Now we get to the fun part. T-2 days and counting. I'm sure I have never really slept at the T-2 phase. I keep thinking of things I need to do or should have done. I'm to excited to sleep and start to think about which new outfit I will wear when I pick my husband up. I envision his face as he sees us. I can almost feel us holding each other tight. We are almost done with deployment.
FINALLY! It's R DAY. Reunion Day. Today is the day I thought would never come. He is within my hands reach and we are in the same town, same space, same time zone and will be together again. I no longer have to be a single parent or great fixer of all things. I no longer have to be macho mom. I can just be mom. When I finally get to hug my husband I feel like I can breathe again. I can exhale and relax just a little bit. I can lay in the bed without extra pillows and fall asleep with my head on my husband's chest. Our home is our home again.(with exception to the things my husband has moved because he wasn't sure where they went)
Now just like giving birth you forget about how much deployment hurts. The longer my husband is home the more I start to think that if we have to do deployment again we will be okay. The deployment was hard but we grew as parents, a married couple and individuals. While I'm not hoping deployment comes knocking I know we would get through it again.
"He gets angry once in a while, but across a lifetime there is only love. The nights of crying your eyes out give way to days of laughter." Psalms 30:5 The Message.
Friday, January 8, 2010
Scaling Down
Each week is never the same with the scale. Every time I get on I feel myself holding my breath ready to jump for joy if the number is good and ready with Chips Ahoy if it's bad.
As I continue on my weight loss/healthy living journey it's difficult not to look at the scale. I have been told a million times to not scale watch. I know you should take measurements and see how your clothes fit but I still look to the scale for answers.
The first time I started down this road I went it alone. I didn't ask God into my weight loss journey because I felt like I had failed. I felt like I had failed myself, my family and most of all God. When it was a bad week with my 'friend' the scale I would beat myself up about what I could have done better or "why did you have to eat that?" A bad week on the scale was just what the enemy wanted for me. He knew how to help me dig my hole deeper and deeper away from God.
It wasn't until the passing of my grandma that I finally gave this area of my life to God. I held my hands up like so many times before and said "Lord, you have to help me. I want to be better, I want to do better and I can't do this by myself." I felt the Lord hold me tight and calm my fears just like I knew He would.
Since that day I have had good scale days and bad. The difference is on a good day I give the glory to God because without His help I wouldn't be where I am today. On a bad day I spend quiet time with the Lord and ask Him to help see things I need to improve on instead of hiding with the bag of Chips Ahoy.
“Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and your plans will succeed.” Proverbs 16:3 NIV
As I continue on my weight loss/healthy living journey it's difficult not to look at the scale. I have been told a million times to not scale watch. I know you should take measurements and see how your clothes fit but I still look to the scale for answers.
The first time I started down this road I went it alone. I didn't ask God into my weight loss journey because I felt like I had failed. I felt like I had failed myself, my family and most of all God. When it was a bad week with my 'friend' the scale I would beat myself up about what I could have done better or "why did you have to eat that?" A bad week on the scale was just what the enemy wanted for me. He knew how to help me dig my hole deeper and deeper away from God.
It wasn't until the passing of my grandma that I finally gave this area of my life to God. I held my hands up like so many times before and said "Lord, you have to help me. I want to be better, I want to do better and I can't do this by myself." I felt the Lord hold me tight and calm my fears just like I knew He would.
Since that day I have had good scale days and bad. The difference is on a good day I give the glory to God because without His help I wouldn't be where I am today. On a bad day I spend quiet time with the Lord and ask Him to help see things I need to improve on instead of hiding with the bag of Chips Ahoy.
“Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and your plans will succeed.” Proverbs 16:3 NIV
Healthy Coaching Habits
Today I had the second coaching session with my Health Coach from Military One Source. After I got off the phone with her I received my kit from the FedEx man. In the kit came a letter explaining what was in the kit, great resource book, a tape measure to take your measurements, a pedometer and a magnet for the fridge.What I love about everything is that it says "I CAN CHANGE." What a great reminder everyday that I can change. Each day is a new day. What happened yesterday doesn't have to happen again today. Unless of course it was a great day.
You can find more information about the Military One Source Healthy Habit Coaching by checking their web-site.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
10 Ways to Get Fit After the Holidays
After reading about the contest on twittermoms.com I thought I would blog about this. 5 Winners will receive a copy of EA sports for Wii.
In an effort to lose weight and get in shape I started making changes to my lifestyle about a year ago. During that time I have managed to lose about 60 pounds. Losing weight and making changes to your life is never easy and it takes time. So here are 10 tips for getting fit after the holidays!
1. Be prepared for a marathon not a sprint to the finish. It doesn't matter if you have 5 pounds or 50 pounds to lose it will take time. It took time to put the weight on it will take time to get it back off.
2. Don't beat yourself up about going out to eat once in a while. One meal will not make or break your weight loss for the week. Just make sure that one meal doesn't turn into 2 meals, then 5 and before you know it you aren't sure of the last healthy thing you ate.
3. Make small changes to start. Start by eating more fresh vegetables and fruit. Whatever you decide to start with stick with it for at least a week.
4. DRINK WATER! I can tell, almost immediately, when I haven't consumed enough water for the day.
5. Move more. Learn an exercise that you enjoy. I never thought I would like running but I can say that I love it now. I am training for a 5K and then 10K marathon. It's hard work but I enjoy how I feel when I am done running. How do you know you don't like something if you never tried it?
6. Don't join a gym until you know you will be committed to going. In our area we have rec centers that have work out equipment that you can use for free. Walk outside or find a friend that would like to walk the mall with you. Walking is a great exercise.
7. Allow yourself a learning curve. What works well for one person may not work well for you. If your weight loss journey is long you may have to change what works after a while.
8. Don't drink your calories, eat them. I personally don't waster calories on soda or any kind of liquids. Occasionally, I will have Diet Coke but I have been sticking to water.
9. Find gadgets that you like. I love my BodyBugg. I have been tracking everything in and out for about 7 weeks and lost almost 15 pounds using this tool.
10.ASK FOR HELP! There will be days when you need encouragement, ask for support. Don't allow an off day to determine the rest of your healthy living journey.
In an effort to lose weight and get in shape I started making changes to my lifestyle about a year ago. During that time I have managed to lose about 60 pounds. Losing weight and making changes to your life is never easy and it takes time. So here are 10 tips for getting fit after the holidays!
1. Be prepared for a marathon not a sprint to the finish. It doesn't matter if you have 5 pounds or 50 pounds to lose it will take time. It took time to put the weight on it will take time to get it back off.
2. Don't beat yourself up about going out to eat once in a while. One meal will not make or break your weight loss for the week. Just make sure that one meal doesn't turn into 2 meals, then 5 and before you know it you aren't sure of the last healthy thing you ate.
3. Make small changes to start. Start by eating more fresh vegetables and fruit. Whatever you decide to start with stick with it for at least a week.
4. DRINK WATER! I can tell, almost immediately, when I haven't consumed enough water for the day.
5. Move more. Learn an exercise that you enjoy. I never thought I would like running but I can say that I love it now. I am training for a 5K and then 10K marathon. It's hard work but I enjoy how I feel when I am done running. How do you know you don't like something if you never tried it?
6. Don't join a gym until you know you will be committed to going. In our area we have rec centers that have work out equipment that you can use for free. Walk outside or find a friend that would like to walk the mall with you. Walking is a great exercise.
7. Allow yourself a learning curve. What works well for one person may not work well for you. If your weight loss journey is long you may have to change what works after a while.
8. Don't drink your calories, eat them. I personally don't waster calories on soda or any kind of liquids. Occasionally, I will have Diet Coke but I have been sticking to water.
9. Find gadgets that you like. I love my BodyBugg. I have been tracking everything in and out for about 7 weeks and lost almost 15 pounds using this tool.
10.ASK FOR HELP! There will be days when you need encouragement, ask for support. Don't allow an off day to determine the rest of your healthy living journey.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Birthday Blessings
Every year as my children get older I reminisce about being pregnant with them, about their birth, about how they were as babies and toddlers. Then I hear the screams of "MMMMOOOOOMMMM" and I am brought back to the present day reality.
Usually I go back through time with my husband. He just sits by and lets me go down memory road. I wish I could be more like my husband when it comes to the kids and their birthdays. I feel like he embraces each birthday and welcomes the next year's challenges while I am dragging my heals in the sand trying to stop time. In reality I know I can't stop time, it just seems to pass by so fast these days. It wasn't long ago I was changing diapers and chasing kids at the park or longing for all 4 of them to nap at the same time. My reality is now breaking up arguments of silly substance and playing taxi driver or short order cook as I constantly hear "What's to eat?"
Today's birthday was a little different. I didn't have a birth to think about or how it was when the children were little because it was my birthday today. I think my mom may journey down the road of memories when it comes to my birth. This year my birthday blessings came in so many ways I was overwhelmed.
Yesterday started my blessing journey. My husband called and sort of sang Happy Birthday to me a day early. My husband told me it wasn't a day early because it was already my birthday where he was. Then my children had requested to go shopping for me. My two oldest children also requested a list of things I would like for my birthday. Then to my surprise they told me that they wanted to use their own money to buy my present. After shopping and finding the right present we headed for home.
Today is my actual birthday. My day started out great except for the nagging headache that I have had. The kids all entertained themselves and I didn't have to play referee to any arguments. One of the children went with a friend to a basketball game and the rest of us headed to the book store.
Throughout the day I have had several phone calls to wish me a happy birthday. My husband was one of them. He wanted to tell me happy birthday on my birthday since I insisted he was a day early on the last phone call. I had many happy birthday wishes on Facebook and in text messages. But one thing stayed constant all day. I felt loved and blessed to share my day with my children, family and friends. Even though my husband isn't here to help me celebrate my birthday in person, I have had one of the best birthdays a girl could ask for.
In case you are wondering what the girls bought me for my birthday, I received an exercise ball, a cross necklace and a ring that I had wanted forever. They were so proud of themselves. I was so proud of them. They are becoming some of the most beautiful girls am mom could ask for.
Usually I go back through time with my husband. He just sits by and lets me go down memory road. I wish I could be more like my husband when it comes to the kids and their birthdays. I feel like he embraces each birthday and welcomes the next year's challenges while I am dragging my heals in the sand trying to stop time. In reality I know I can't stop time, it just seems to pass by so fast these days. It wasn't long ago I was changing diapers and chasing kids at the park or longing for all 4 of them to nap at the same time. My reality is now breaking up arguments of silly substance and playing taxi driver or short order cook as I constantly hear "What's to eat?"
Today's birthday was a little different. I didn't have a birth to think about or how it was when the children were little because it was my birthday today. I think my mom may journey down the road of memories when it comes to my birth. This year my birthday blessings came in so many ways I was overwhelmed.
Yesterday started my blessing journey. My husband called and sort of sang Happy Birthday to me a day early. My husband told me it wasn't a day early because it was already my birthday where he was. Then my children had requested to go shopping for me. My two oldest children also requested a list of things I would like for my birthday. Then to my surprise they told me that they wanted to use their own money to buy my present. After shopping and finding the right present we headed for home.
Today is my actual birthday. My day started out great except for the nagging headache that I have had. The kids all entertained themselves and I didn't have to play referee to any arguments. One of the children went with a friend to a basketball game and the rest of us headed to the book store.
Throughout the day I have had several phone calls to wish me a happy birthday. My husband was one of them. He wanted to tell me happy birthday on my birthday since I insisted he was a day early on the last phone call. I had many happy birthday wishes on Facebook and in text messages. But one thing stayed constant all day. I felt loved and blessed to share my day with my children, family and friends. Even though my husband isn't here to help me celebrate my birthday in person, I have had one of the best birthdays a girl could ask for.
In case you are wondering what the girls bought me for my birthday, I received an exercise ball, a cross necklace and a ring that I had wanted forever. They were so proud of themselves. I was so proud of them. They are becoming some of the most beautiful girls am mom could ask for.
Friday, January 1, 2010
Important Recall Notice
I received this in an email and I couldn't help but share it. Remember as you start the new year to seek God first, last and always.
RECALL NOTICE:
The Maker of all human beings (GOD) is recalling all units manufactured, regardless of make or year, due to a serious defect in the primary and central component of the heart.
This is due to a malfunction in the original prototype units code named Adam and Eve, resulting in the reproduction of the same defect in all subsequent units. This defect has been technically termed "Sub-sequential Internal Non-Morality," or more commonly known as S.I.N., as it is primarily expressed.
Some of the symptoms include:
1. Loss of direction
2. Foul vocal emissions
3. Amnesia of origin
4. Lack of peace and joy
5. Selfish or violent behavior
6. Depression or confusion in the mental component
7. Fearfulness
8. Idolatry
9. Rebellion
The Manufacturer, who is neither liable nor at fault for this defect, is providing factory-authorized repair and service free of charge to correct this defect.
The Repair Technician, JESUS, has most generously offered to bear the entire burden of the staggering cost of these repairs. There is no additional fee required.
The number to call for repair in all areas is: P-R-A-Y-E-R.
Once connected, please upload your burden of SIN through the REPENTANCE procedure. Next, download ATONEMENT from the Repair Technician, Jesus, into the heart component.
No matter how big or small the SIN defect is, Jesus will replace it with:
1. Love
2. Joy
3. Peace
4. Patience
5. Kindness
6. Goodness
7. Faithfulness
8. Gentleness
9. Self control
Please see the operating manual, the B.I.B.L.E. (Believers' Instructions Before Leaving Earth) for further details on the use of these fixes.
WARNING: Continuing to operate the human being unit without correction voids any manufacturer warranties, exposing the unit to dangers and problems too numerous to list and will result in the human unit being permanently impounded. For free emergency service, call on Jesus.
DANGER: The human being units not responding to this recall action will have to be scrapped. The SIN defect will not be permitted to enter Heaven so as to prevent contamination of that facility. Thank you for your attention!
- GOD
P.S. Please assist where possible by notifying others of this important recall notice, and you may contact the Father any time by 'Knee mail'.
Because He Lives!
RECALL NOTICE:
The Maker of all human beings (GOD) is recalling all units manufactured, regardless of make or year, due to a serious defect in the primary and central component of the heart.
This is due to a malfunction in the original prototype units code named Adam and Eve, resulting in the reproduction of the same defect in all subsequent units. This defect has been technically termed "Sub-sequential Internal Non-Morality," or more commonly known as S.I.N., as it is primarily expressed.
Some of the symptoms include:
1. Loss of direction
2. Foul vocal emissions
3. Amnesia of origin
4. Lack of peace and joy
5. Selfish or violent behavior
6. Depression or confusion in the mental component
7. Fearfulness
8. Idolatry
9. Rebellion
The Manufacturer, who is neither liable nor at fault for this defect, is providing factory-authorized repair and service free of charge to correct this defect.
The Repair Technician, JESUS, has most generously offered to bear the entire burden of the staggering cost of these repairs. There is no additional fee required.
The number to call for repair in all areas is: P-R-A-Y-E-R.
Once connected, please upload your burden of SIN through the REPENTANCE procedure. Next, download ATONEMENT from the Repair Technician, Jesus, into the heart component.
No matter how big or small the SIN defect is, Jesus will replace it with:
1. Love
2. Joy
3. Peace
4. Patience
5. Kindness
6. Goodness
7. Faithfulness
8. Gentleness
9. Self control
Please see the operating manual, the B.I.B.L.E. (Believers' Instructions Before Leaving Earth) for further details on the use of these fixes.
WARNING: Continuing to operate the human being unit without correction voids any manufacturer warranties, exposing the unit to dangers and problems too numerous to list and will result in the human unit being permanently impounded. For free emergency service, call on Jesus.
DANGER: The human being units not responding to this recall action will have to be scrapped. The SIN defect will not be permitted to enter Heaven so as to prevent contamination of that facility. Thank you for your attention!
- GOD
P.S. Please assist where possible by notifying others of this important recall notice, and you may contact the Father any time by 'Knee mail'.
Because He Lives!
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
One Big Happy Family
What makes up your family? Most of us will think about our husbands, children, parents, grandparents, siblings......you know, your family. But as a military family the word family means something different to us. Over the years of being a military family we have moved from place to place as the military saw fit. In each location I found friends that became just like my family. Some of the relationships that form out of necessity stay for a season or for a lifetime.
When my husband moved us to Fort Campbell I wasn't sure what we were doing there. But before to long I met the best group of women I could have ever met. Our husbands were deployed together. We were home-front battle buddies. Almost all of the relationships that were formed over that year are still intact. We are now all spread out all over the country but thanks to Facebook and text messaging we are able to stay in touch. Some of us more than others but we still connect.
When I first moved to NC, one of my best friends, Ashley who is more like a sister to me, invited me to come along to Women of Faith with her family. The first year it was Ashley, Jocelyn-Ashley's sister and Mrs. Lipscomb-Ashley's mom. This was the first trip that we would take together. We now plan every year to go together. Ashley's family has taken me in like I am one of their own.
This past weekend I was able to spend time with that part of my extended family. Ashley's family doesn't live far from where I am. Since we moved to North Carolina I have been able to see my best friend twice a year. Once at Women of Faith and once at Christmas time. This year things were a little different because Ashley's sister is pregnant and unable to travel. Instead of Ashley's family traveling to SC for Christmas they went to where Jocelyn lives and rented a house. Because of time constraints I was invited to come and spend a few days with them instead of Ashley traveling to see me.
I wasn't sure how things would go for the few days we would be together but I was excited to go. I have spent time with the women of the Lipscomb family but other than Ashley's husband I hadn't met any of the Lipscomb men. You never know if things will be awkward or uncomfortable but when I got there it was completely the opposite. Ashley and her family made me feel like I belonged there. It was like I had been there all along. Our time together was relaxing. We just enjoyed being together. Nothing major happened or was planned. No agenda to tackle. It was like I was home with my family.
When you are a military family and move all the time it's hard to be near family. From time to time it's hard for your family to understand your lifestyle and the choices that you have to make. But when you find an extended family that takes you in and loves you and your kids like one of their own it's worth holding on to.
When my husband moved us to Fort Campbell I wasn't sure what we were doing there. But before to long I met the best group of women I could have ever met. Our husbands were deployed together. We were home-front battle buddies. Almost all of the relationships that were formed over that year are still intact. We are now all spread out all over the country but thanks to Facebook and text messaging we are able to stay in touch. Some of us more than others but we still connect.
When I first moved to NC, one of my best friends, Ashley who is more like a sister to me, invited me to come along to Women of Faith with her family. The first year it was Ashley, Jocelyn-Ashley's sister and Mrs. Lipscomb-Ashley's mom. This was the first trip that we would take together. We now plan every year to go together. Ashley's family has taken me in like I am one of their own.
This past weekend I was able to spend time with that part of my extended family. Ashley's family doesn't live far from where I am. Since we moved to North Carolina I have been able to see my best friend twice a year. Once at Women of Faith and once at Christmas time. This year things were a little different because Ashley's sister is pregnant and unable to travel. Instead of Ashley's family traveling to SC for Christmas they went to where Jocelyn lives and rented a house. Because of time constraints I was invited to come and spend a few days with them instead of Ashley traveling to see me.
I wasn't sure how things would go for the few days we would be together but I was excited to go. I have spent time with the women of the Lipscomb family but other than Ashley's husband I hadn't met any of the Lipscomb men. You never know if things will be awkward or uncomfortable but when I got there it was completely the opposite. Ashley and her family made me feel like I belonged there. It was like I had been there all along. Our time together was relaxing. We just enjoyed being together. Nothing major happened or was planned. No agenda to tackle. It was like I was home with my family.
When you are a military family and move all the time it's hard to be near family. From time to time it's hard for your family to understand your lifestyle and the choices that you have to make. But when you find an extended family that takes you in and loves you and your kids like one of their own it's worth holding on to.
Friday, December 25, 2009
Merry Christmas
Today was a glorious day. Today is the day the Lord gave us His son Jesus. There are as many traditions as there are families when it comes to celebrating the birth of Jesus.
I didn't grow up in a spiritual family. I knew about God and Jesus but I lacked the personal connection with God. Christmas was a time for presents, eating, gossip and family. I loved being at my grandparent's on Christmas Eve. There were tons of family members in a small place and laughter filled the rooms. I never wanted to leave. From time to time we would play cards and stay up way to late. I loved having family around.
Since I met my husband and became a military family I haven't been able to make the trip home for Christmas much. My grandma has passed away about a year and a half ago but everyone still goes to see grandpa on Christmas Eve. All the aunts, uncles and cousins pile in the small house to have dinner and be a family. If there is any one thing I miss about my family's traditions it's Christmas Eve.
Having a husband that is deployed during the holidays is hard. The kids are more on edge and I am missing my husband. I realized this year, as I do on a daily basis, my kids are not getting any younger. Before I know it they will be grown and out of the house. Our oldest is almost ready to drive. Even though my husband isn't here I felt a sense of urgency to start our own traditions.
This year we prepped the house on Christmas Eve as we not so patiently waited for Santa to arrive. This morning the kids were allowed to open their stockings without me downstairs. That usually keeps them busy for a couple hours while I wake up at a decent hour. This year the excitment couldn't be contained for more than about 30 minutes. Although the stocking tradition has been in place for a few years my husband and I never get much sleep after the children wake up. They are all to excited for the day.
One of the new traditions I started this year was to take our time opening presents. We didn't need to get anywhere in a hurry so ww shouldn't be in a hurry opening our presesnts. The kids and I opened a few presents and then played with what they got. Then a few hours later Parker, our youngest, remembered that there were more presents to open. When we left for a friends house for dinner at 3 pm we still had presents to open. I thought for sure that they would want to rush through dinner to get home and finish the ripping of wrapping paper. To my surprise they had such a good time playing that they never asked to leave. I had to round them up and head out.
Once we made it back home we finished unwrapping our treasures that Santa and family had given us. I was overwhelmed at how blessed and loved we are. Being a military family for over 10 years I know that your military friends become your military family. I'm thankful for my military family that is here with my at Fort Bragg, my military family that has been scattered all over the country because of the needs of the Army and my traditional family. How can God love me so much? He has given me family in so many ways.
Over the years I have grown in my faith just as I have in other areas of my life. I am always amazed at how much God loves me and meets me right where I am. He knew I would need someone to spend Christmas with and gave me my good friend Dawn. He also knew I would need to be with my good friend Ashley and brought her closer to me so we can visit for a couple days. The Lord has also brought me closer to Ashley's family and I will also get to see them when I see her. The Lord's love is amazing. As you celebrate the Christmas season with your family and you carry out all those traditions remember that there is a God that loves you.
I didn't grow up in a spiritual family. I knew about God and Jesus but I lacked the personal connection with God. Christmas was a time for presents, eating, gossip and family. I loved being at my grandparent's on Christmas Eve. There were tons of family members in a small place and laughter filled the rooms. I never wanted to leave. From time to time we would play cards and stay up way to late. I loved having family around.
Since I met my husband and became a military family I haven't been able to make the trip home for Christmas much. My grandma has passed away about a year and a half ago but everyone still goes to see grandpa on Christmas Eve. All the aunts, uncles and cousins pile in the small house to have dinner and be a family. If there is any one thing I miss about my family's traditions it's Christmas Eve.
Having a husband that is deployed during the holidays is hard. The kids are more on edge and I am missing my husband. I realized this year, as I do on a daily basis, my kids are not getting any younger. Before I know it they will be grown and out of the house. Our oldest is almost ready to drive. Even though my husband isn't here I felt a sense of urgency to start our own traditions.
This year we prepped the house on Christmas Eve as we not so patiently waited for Santa to arrive. This morning the kids were allowed to open their stockings without me downstairs. That usually keeps them busy for a couple hours while I wake up at a decent hour. This year the excitment couldn't be contained for more than about 30 minutes. Although the stocking tradition has been in place for a few years my husband and I never get much sleep after the children wake up. They are all to excited for the day.
One of the new traditions I started this year was to take our time opening presents. We didn't need to get anywhere in a hurry so ww shouldn't be in a hurry opening our presesnts. The kids and I opened a few presents and then played with what they got. Then a few hours later Parker, our youngest, remembered that there were more presents to open. When we left for a friends house for dinner at 3 pm we still had presents to open. I thought for sure that they would want to rush through dinner to get home and finish the ripping of wrapping paper. To my surprise they had such a good time playing that they never asked to leave. I had to round them up and head out.
Once we made it back home we finished unwrapping our treasures that Santa and family had given us. I was overwhelmed at how blessed and loved we are. Being a military family for over 10 years I know that your military friends become your military family. I'm thankful for my military family that is here with my at Fort Bragg, my military family that has been scattered all over the country because of the needs of the Army and my traditional family. How can God love me so much? He has given me family in so many ways.
Over the years I have grown in my faith just as I have in other areas of my life. I am always amazed at how much God loves me and meets me right where I am. He knew I would need someone to spend Christmas with and gave me my good friend Dawn. He also knew I would need to be with my good friend Ashley and brought her closer to me so we can visit for a couple days. The Lord has also brought me closer to Ashley's family and I will also get to see them when I see her. The Lord's love is amazing. As you celebrate the Christmas season with your family and you carry out all those traditions remember that there is a God that loves you.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Zumba Baby!
RecentlyI had my first experience with Zumba. I had fun with my friend that took me and I burned some calories on Christmas Eve!
Since I hadn't done Zumba before I wasn't sure what to expect. All I really knew from people was that it was a work out and that it was like dancing. The instructor was a blast and the class wasn't to crowded. I'm thankful that I have had some aerobics/dance lessons so I was able to pick up most of the moves. Some were more challenging than others but I'm sure they come in time. Zumba is really like dancing. You move around and have fun at the same time. I like exercise that's fun.
I was thankful that I got to work out and spend time with a friend today. If you haven't tried Zumba you should. Beware! They may be some dance moves you were only used to doing in the bedroom!
Since I hadn't done Zumba before I wasn't sure what to expect. All I really knew from people was that it was a work out and that it was like dancing. The instructor was a blast and the class wasn't to crowded. I'm thankful that I have had some aerobics/dance lessons so I was able to pick up most of the moves. Some were more challenging than others but I'm sure they come in time. Zumba is really like dancing. You move around and have fun at the same time. I like exercise that's fun.
I was thankful that I got to work out and spend time with a friend today. If you haven't tried Zumba you should. Beware! They may be some dance moves you were only used to doing in the bedroom!
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Wrapping
Today is a new day! I'm thankful that each day is new and full of surprises. Sometimes I don't like the surprise that the scale gives me but it's still a surprise.
As I was getting ready to run errands today, I got out of the shower dried off and did the normal stuff. I stopped for a second when I saw myself in the mirror. My hair was pulled back in a pony tail(cause I girl can't wash her hair everyday:) and I had a towel wrapped around me. To my surprise I had a regular towel wrapped around me. I had to do a happy dance right there in my bathroom.
For so long I have carried this extra weight. I really felt like it was my battle scar from having children. I never had an easy pregnancy and ended up gaining tons of weight. I have tried several times to get healthy but life always got in the way. At least until I asked God to help me with my weight loss.
Today as I did my happy dance in the bathroom I was so thankful to God. I knew that I had done some hard work and I still have hard work ahead of me but without God I wouldn't be this far.
When you are the 'fat' girl and you start to lose all those extra layers of stuff your outside and inside change. Being able to wrap myself in a regular towel is part of my outside change. Loving me right where I am and thanking God for helping me have success is part of the inside change.
As Christmas approaches remember to ask God into all areas of your life. As I open the door of my heart wider He amazes me each day with new things. All things are possible with God the Father. What are you going to ask for help with?
As I was getting ready to run errands today, I got out of the shower dried off and did the normal stuff. I stopped for a second when I saw myself in the mirror. My hair was pulled back in a pony tail(cause I girl can't wash her hair everyday:) and I had a towel wrapped around me. To my surprise I had a regular towel wrapped around me. I had to do a happy dance right there in my bathroom.
For so long I have carried this extra weight. I really felt like it was my battle scar from having children. I never had an easy pregnancy and ended up gaining tons of weight. I have tried several times to get healthy but life always got in the way. At least until I asked God to help me with my weight loss.
Today as I did my happy dance in the bathroom I was so thankful to God. I knew that I had done some hard work and I still have hard work ahead of me but without God I wouldn't be this far.
When you are the 'fat' girl and you start to lose all those extra layers of stuff your outside and inside change. Being able to wrap myself in a regular towel is part of my outside change. Loving me right where I am and thanking God for helping me have success is part of the inside change.
As Christmas approaches remember to ask God into all areas of your life. As I open the door of my heart wider He amazes me each day with new things. All things are possible with God the Father. What are you going to ask for help with?
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Today is a New Day
Today is the day the Lord has made, let us rejoice and eat chocolate! I saw that on a plate at Lifeway and fell in love with the saying. I didn't realize how instrumental that little saying would be to me. That simple, fun saying helps me to realize that each day is new and fresh. What happens today hasn't been written and it doesn't have to be a repeat of yesterday. Today is a new day.
When I woke up this morning it didn't feel any different than yesterday. I awoke to Parker saying "Mom can I play the Wii?" Then the hunt for the missing DS commenced. I was going through the motions just like yesterday. But then I remembered that today is a new day, REJOICE and eat chocolate.
I have found that during our deployment and TDY schedule it becomes very easy to get stuck in the routine of things. All of a sudden 3 days pass and you realize nothing diffferent happened. Routine can be a good thing. Especially for children with deployed parents and it is good for our youngest son who has A.D.D. But remember that there is a difference in being happy in routine and being stuck in a rut. Today is a new day.
Before Christmas vacation began I was stuck in a rut but called it routine. When you home-school it's easy to be home for days and not leave the house. The internet becomes your lifeline to the outside world. At least it is for me. From time to time our internet goes out and I feel like isolation has set in. Today is a new day.
It doesn't matter if your husband is home or gone. Or if you home-school our your children go to traditional shcool. It doesn't matter if you don't know what to cook for dinner and have had that battle for the last 3 nights. What does matter is how you embrace the day. Each day is bountiful and blessed. Even through difficult situations there are blessings. Through deployments, separations, trainings, kids acting out there are blessings. We have look for them. Today is a new day.
Today is your new day. Today is the day you have been asking God for. Rejoice in the day and have a little chocolate too!
When I woke up this morning it didn't feel any different than yesterday. I awoke to Parker saying "Mom can I play the Wii?" Then the hunt for the missing DS commenced. I was going through the motions just like yesterday. But then I remembered that today is a new day, REJOICE and eat chocolate.
I have found that during our deployment and TDY schedule it becomes very easy to get stuck in the routine of things. All of a sudden 3 days pass and you realize nothing diffferent happened. Routine can be a good thing. Especially for children with deployed parents and it is good for our youngest son who has A.D.D. But remember that there is a difference in being happy in routine and being stuck in a rut. Today is a new day.
Before Christmas vacation began I was stuck in a rut but called it routine. When you home-school it's easy to be home for days and not leave the house. The internet becomes your lifeline to the outside world. At least it is for me. From time to time our internet goes out and I feel like isolation has set in. Today is a new day.
It doesn't matter if your husband is home or gone. Or if you home-school our your children go to traditional shcool. It doesn't matter if you don't know what to cook for dinner and have had that battle for the last 3 nights. What does matter is how you embrace the day. Each day is bountiful and blessed. Even through difficult situations there are blessings. Through deployments, separations, trainings, kids acting out there are blessings. We have look for them. Today is a new day.
Today is your new day. Today is the day you have been asking God for. Rejoice in the day and have a little chocolate too!
Friday, December 4, 2009
Oh Bother
Ever have one of those days? Sure you have. The day where nothing really went wrong but nothing fantastic happened. That is the way I have felt the last couple of days. Life is normal and boring. Believe it or not, that has been an answer to prayer. I usually have so much excitement that I have been praying for dull and boring. I was very ready for dull and boring. Now that it's here I am not sure I know what to do with it.
Having 4 kids and a deployed husband it seems there is always something to be done or someone that needs to go somewhere. The last couple of days I have managed to get the children to their activities and then back home again.
Tonight our oldest son is having his sleepover for his tenth birthday. I can't believe that he is ten already. Where did the time go? It does make me a little sad that I don't have my husband here to reminisce about 10 years ago........My husband even sent me an email that said the same thing. I usually start about a week before each child's birthday and say 15 year ago Mackenzie wasn't even here yet and work my way down the line of children as birthdays come. Some how it loses effect with the children. They just look at me and smile or giggle. They don't understand.
Tonight as it is relatively quiet for a sleepover night I sit and think what a blessing it has been to have a little dull and boring. I also think about how great it's been that I have been able to sit back and realize it. Thank you Lord for allowing me down time and keeping me still long enough to enjoy it, realize it, and be thankful for it.
Having 4 kids and a deployed husband it seems there is always something to be done or someone that needs to go somewhere. The last couple of days I have managed to get the children to their activities and then back home again.
Tonight our oldest son is having his sleepover for his tenth birthday. I can't believe that he is ten already. Where did the time go? It does make me a little sad that I don't have my husband here to reminisce about 10 years ago........My husband even sent me an email that said the same thing. I usually start about a week before each child's birthday and say 15 year ago Mackenzie wasn't even here yet and work my way down the line of children as birthdays come. Some how it loses effect with the children. They just look at me and smile or giggle. They don't understand.
Tonight as it is relatively quiet for a sleepover night I sit and think what a blessing it has been to have a little dull and boring. I also think about how great it's been that I have been able to sit back and realize it. Thank you Lord for allowing me down time and keeping me still long enough to enjoy it, realize it, and be thankful for it.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Retreat
A few weeks before my husband left for our most recent deployment we had the privelage to attend a marriage retreat in Savannah, GA. The retreat was actually for another squadron in our unit. Last week we received notice that they still had spots available if anyone would like to join them. We found friends to take the children and made all the arrangements to go.
I was nervous about going on this trip. We are close to deployment. It seems that every time we get close to deployment we tend to separate emotionally. I know this is normal. My husband is trying to focus on his mission and the things he needs to do in order to get ready to leave. I am getting ready to be a single parent and carry the household work and children by myself. I didn't want to spend a weekend away from home like this. If we were going away I wanted to connect with my husband.
We arrived in GA very late on Friday, got checked into our room and settled in for the evening. It was so nice to wake up on Saturday with my husband next to me. There weren't any children whispering "mom, can I watch cartoons?" It was just us. We got up and adventrured out to see Savannah for the day. Ted and I just enjoyed being with each other. We were together physcially and emotionally.
The unit had a planned dinner session on Friday and Saturday night. We missed Friday nights session because we arrived so late. God knew what we needed on Saturday. Although we only caught the end of the discussion it helped us answer some questions about deployment and our marriage.
With Ted coming and going so much it makes reconnecting and staying connected hard. It is very easy to fall into a routine of life and not realize that you are only managing the schedule. While we have been aware that we are simply managing the schedule we weren't sure how to get out of that spot. Our weekend away was the answer for us.
I was nervous about going on this trip. We are close to deployment. It seems that every time we get close to deployment we tend to separate emotionally. I know this is normal. My husband is trying to focus on his mission and the things he needs to do in order to get ready to leave. I am getting ready to be a single parent and carry the household work and children by myself. I didn't want to spend a weekend away from home like this. If we were going away I wanted to connect with my husband.
We arrived in GA very late on Friday, got checked into our room and settled in for the evening. It was so nice to wake up on Saturday with my husband next to me. There weren't any children whispering "mom, can I watch cartoons?" It was just us. We got up and adventrured out to see Savannah for the day. Ted and I just enjoyed being with each other. We were together physcially and emotionally.
The unit had a planned dinner session on Friday and Saturday night. We missed Friday nights session because we arrived so late. God knew what we needed on Saturday. Although we only caught the end of the discussion it helped us answer some questions about deployment and our marriage.
With Ted coming and going so much it makes reconnecting and staying connected hard. It is very easy to fall into a routine of life and not realize that you are only managing the schedule. While we have been aware that we are simply managing the schedule we weren't sure how to get out of that spot. Our weekend away was the answer for us.
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