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In November 2016 my husband pledged an oath to our country to help serve in the military. He had talked about joining a portion of the military even before we were married but after 7 years of marriage I didn’t expect it to come at this time in life. We are not the most patriotic people in the world, not saying that we don’t like the county in which we live but we don’t raise flags or anything like that . However this was something that he felt he had to fulfill and being an Army brat himself , you can say it was in his blood more or less.
Most of my friends know how much my life drastically changed as my husband joined the military. For 6 years I have been an exclusive stay at home mom, although I’ve had side jobs here and there as well as working for my Dad’s church . I’m out often and in those times I’ve had so many people ask me …What do you do all day with those babies?My husband has been very inquisitive about my day to day a lot more since he has been gone. I guess being able to talk and text daily made it easier to imagine my life rather than letters here and there .
Because he is away I don’t like to share a lot of things with him because I don’t want him to worry besides that I hate writing letters ( funny right ) and those five minute phone calls don’t allow me the opportunity to say enough. But in this time I’ve had a lot of opportunities to think just solely on me . And as wonderful as that sounds it can be a scary place if you’re not prepared.
So what have I been doing since he’s been gone. Well…the kids go to bed a little earlier but they also wake up a little earlier. We spend a lot of time in Wal mart …not because I need something but because I have the kids and I always forget what I came there for so lists have been made to make lists and to remember the lists that were made. I decided to be busier … starting a book club which didn’t go so well because they were all mom’s with difficult schedules. I’ll have to work on that . My bath’s are much shorter and that time before my bath that I had just for me …yea not anymore. I never sit down to dress the kids anymore. I comb hair , wash faces and brush teeth all in one . We leave the house earlier too and go …well to Walmart. The show’s I lived to watch after the kids have gone to sleep are now shows that watch me .
I’ve finally figured out what Port says at night and he can sleep alone. Pk can also sleep alone with little help and no correction . I’m still working on Carrington maybe she was nursed too long but she sleeps with me every night and even when she sleeps in her own bed she still manages to wake up in my bed .
Food is still top priorities in our house. No one ever gets full. But leftovers have died in the fridge probably bc Anthony is not here to eat them . I’ve learned to buy things that they don’t really like but will eat bc its there and in turn it stays around a lot longer . Pier told me that I really don’t like the organic things I buy but I continue you to buy them bc they hate it and won’t eat it. And that is true. The kids still , take thing from especially P and no they still walk in my room and look at me every other hour. Not wanting anything but to stare at me , I am getting pay back for those times I did the same thing to my parents.
I fill the cars up each week . I’ve lost the bolt to the tag on the little car…Peyton made a bolt…Let’s just hope the rain doesn’t make is soggy because it is made with paper. Dad makes sure we get breakfast on Sunday mornings. Mom still makes eating pleasurable and she has added to her list of things she needs Anthony to do upon his return . I thought I would have more time to blog or to write but I’ve had to be both mom and Dad so making time for that has been tough especially when my inspiration comes at 6 AM and I’m too sleep to move my fingers.
We have had two birthday’s and two holidays. I’ve learned how to keep it moving. Getting to know myself again is an amazing journey . In all I feel like this was an appointed time to allow this to happen this year . I am thankful daily for this experience.
Yet …Still, I love life
Tesha
