I haven’t linked up with Krystyn in awhile over at Really, Are You Serious? and I thought my efforts to blog as much as possible in November (I fear my original plans to blog every day might have been to lofty a goal) would be the perfect time to resurrect my participation in the Mommy and Me Monday link-up. We as moms are almost always behind the camera and this link-up forces you to think about getting in front of that camera with your littles, making those memories right alongside them. So here’s some of my most recent “Mommy and Me Moments”.
Hello, hopefully all my still awesomely wonderful readers. I’ve reached that point in motherhood where I think my kids are devouring my life. Phillip is busy busy busy, and hello is apparently obsessed with cell phones, remote controls and laptops. Brian is an emotional six year old; and thankfully I have an amazing friend (who happens to make beautiful purses here) and told this is normal. *hallelujah* I also have an amazing three, almost four year old, who is either going through her terrible two’s now (which she didn’t really when she was actually two and way more controllable) or she apparently is a 13 year old trapped in a 3 year old’s body. All of that to say, my great blogging plans have gone awry. But I really want to thank everyone who is still there, and those that read my MOM post and commented. It was a really emotional post for me and all the comments were amazing.
So onto Military Monday. I’d love to get more questions from you guys to answer on these days. I get asked so many all the time, sometimes I forget them, but if you guys have any let me know and I’d love to tackle it. But for today I’d like to talk about Deployments, or any type of separation you may have. Me and the huzz have quite a few. You’d think we’d be pros at it but we are still learning. This is a pretty hot topic in the military world, so why not tackle it myself. What do you tell your significant other when they are away? Do you try to keep intense information to yourself? For me I try to keep it together as much as possible when we do get to talk. I try not to pester him with the stressful stuff that happen around here if I can help it. We sort of work on a need to know basis. One particular incident came up where a far removed family member had passed away. I was notified of it and made the decision not to track down my husband, which was at the time almost impossible. It wasn’t a close family member, someone my husband had met as a young person maybe once. I had to handle it myself, and protected him from what could have been a potentially been an extremely high stress situation for him for various reasons. If I get a flat tire, get locked out, the car has a multitude of things go wrong, the kids go nutso, and about a million other things that do go wrong as soon as those boots leave my house, I choose to keep as much of that as quiet as possible. Although sometimes I wonder if me trying to be all happiness and sunshine and rainbows will only truly be successful if I’ve got a strong support system. I think when we were only two hours from my family and a lot of my closest friends all of that was easier for me. Now that we are across the country I’m finding that it is harder for me to keep a lid on my emotions. I have less of a support system here, I haven’t found steady babysitters for mom time, and now that we are technically on guard status, many programs that were previously available to me aren’t. With the stress of moving, getting settled, and children at three very different and very demanding stages in life, throw in a mom and many close friends that happen to be three hours ahead of me and very busy themselves, it makes for a very tough time had by all in Cammo Love house.
If you asked me on any day of the week I would tell you that in my most humble, ten year military significant other opinion, trying to keep things as stress free when your guy or gal is gone is probably the way to go. Of course, this doesn’t mean one should bottle up every emotion you might have for however long they might be gone. Recently I’ve discovered that that is a rather horrible idea and it only leads to complete emotional overflow and word vomit on your poor unsuspecting husband *ahem..me* Finding balance in all aspects of life is important, and this common military conundrum s/o’s face is no different. Find your balance, talk about what you expect during a separation and what your deployed spouse, boyfriend or fiance expects. Find your support system whoever, and wherever they might be. Take lots of deep breaths and find your way to breathe. Mine is crocheting and knitting, finding a good book to read and sometimes eating a pint of ice cream and having a good cry.
How do you handle separations? What do choose to tell your deployed significant other and what do you decide can wait until later?
And to get in a little mommy and me monday photo op here ya go!!!!
Monday is one of those crazy days…..the weekend is over, time to get back to life – hubbies usually are back at work and its back to your version on the grind. Well in the blogging world, there are two things that happen on Monday’s for me….usually. Most of the time it’s Military Monday’s over at the most awesome blog Marine Parent’s, with her awesome blog and shop.
That’s such a crazy question because it seems like it might be a simple one. The military has been such a huge part of my life, that’s its hard to imagine not having it there. For the short time I thought it might not be I totally was freaking out. It actually kinda made me sad, more than scared, but you get my drift. Hubbs has been in for now for about ten years, two years longer then we’ve been married, and four years after we got together. I was fully a part of his decision and was 1000% on board. I grew up with a strong sense of Patriotism, and love and respect for the military – both real and romantic. I have a military in my family, and I even did my report on the most influential person in my life (in sixth grade) on my grandfather, who spent 20+ years in the Army and Army Guard. He served in Korea and even went to the Berlin Wall. My dad’s dad was a top turret gunner in World War II. Various Aunts and Uncles have also been in the military. Then of course there’s the romantic love of the military. Old war movies, total crushes on guys in uniform. I remember when I was like 13 or 14 I went on a tour of the Maritime Academy in Monterey, CA. That is pretty amazing and I was in total girlie heaven. Seems so silly now that I think about it. I am also the girl, that almost pulled over my car to snap a pic with an sailor in his Cracker Jack uniform in Petaluma one time. So funny. Watching Anchor’s Away and all those fun movies was how I spent my time with girlfriends. Later on in life, and with my boyfriend (now hubby), I really developed that love of old time war stuff into a real love and knowledge of history.
The heritage, the honor, the pride that’s really what I love about being a part of the military. Seeing my husband in his uniform, its a feeling like nothing else, and I still feel this way after all this time, the times apart, the crappy stations, the ups and downs, moving. I would do anything, go anywhere and sacrifice pretty much anything for him. He does it for me all the time. His career is important to me. Don’t mistake me, sometimes it absolutely sucks. Sometimes I don’t like it, sometimes it’s hard. Moving is hard – I am really missing my friends and family right now, adjusting to this most recent move. Despite all that, I still love it. I chose this life. Sure I’m not actually in the military, and this may be super lame and so not woman power but I would sacrifice my career, if that was the path I was on. It’s hard for those that are on that path. Juggling all that. There are so many wonderful women out there fighting to make that sacrifice easier. I admire them and I hope it does get easier for those that are struggling with that. I’ve said this before to people, and I’ll say it again. I may not wear the stripes….I haven’t earned them…but they are as important to me as if I were wearing them. Now you might think that’s super lame, but its how I operate in my head and make it through the tough times. Sure I complain, I get sad and frustrated. Just because I knew what I was getting into doesn’t mean feeling any of those things isn’t okay.
And to close out this day, some Mommy and Me Monday’s action, with the always hilarious Really, Are you Serious. Mommy and Me Monday is all about getting in front of that camera with your kids. We don’t usually get in front of the camera with our kids, but with the hubbs having been gone I had a chance to get into the frame to take a pic of all of us to send to him.
I have been stalking this blog hop for quite some time (cuz you’re just awesome chica). And now I’m actually remembering to participate! Hallelujah!! Make sure to also check out some of my recent posts that are pretty cool if I do say so myself – Taking Care of You, an awesome guest post about life as a Reserve Spouse, and site seeing in DC.
This weekend the hubbs was gone so I decided to get out of the house with the kids and do something fun. Luckily I have an awesome new friend and neighbor with a little boy. He absolutely adores all three of my children and the feeling is mutual. Moving to a new place is hard but they have made it much easier on us. So along with my Mommy and Me Monday pic I’ve added a few others as well! Make sure to link up.