tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53321708951250730682024-03-04T22:15:33.528-08:00Diapers and Dog Tags.Random moments from my life as Mom and Air Force Wife.Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-87948358427179085882011-11-06T20:04:00.001-08:002011-11-06T20:04:54.024-08:00UntitledAlexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-33088372648349230822011-01-25T05:16:00.000-08:002011-01-25T05:16:17.163-08:00Updates!!So, I figured I would separate my venting and my update post. Just didn't seem right to complain about a deployment and then discuss Cason's accomplishments. Here is what is new and exciting with us. <br />
We had an amazing Christmas. I made a full Christmas dinner on Xmas Eve. Then on Christmas day, we opened gifts with Michael (via web cam.)<br />
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Then Dad, Cason and I went to Linds and Mike's for a wonderful ham dinner, gift exchanges and dart gun wars. Yes, there were dart gun wars. <br />
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</div>We are moving closer to base. It is a 3bedroom, 2.5 bathroom,3 story town house. Yes, I am crazy having 3 stories with a toddler. But, it will be better for us in the long run. Hubby will not have a commute anymore. It is literally 1 mile off of base. It is in a terrific neighborhood and is gated with 24 hour security. Here are a few pics of the new place. <br />
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</div><li>Cason now says "Thank you" to everything. You can sneeze and he will thank you. Though, it comes out like "Tan Chu." It is still ridiculously cute. </li>
<li>He has learned to open all of the doors in our house. I have to keep the front and back door bolt locked other wise he would escape!! He is getting so tall. </li>
<li>If you say please to him he will hand you whatever is in your hand and he will stare at you until you thank him for it. </li>
<li>He loves Cuban black beans. And no, they do not upset his stomach , thank goodness. </li>
<li>He calls the phone and computer Daddy on a regular basis. If the phone rings he will scream "DADA" until I put whoever it is on speaker phone. Sometimes the person I am talking to does not appreciate it, but they will deal with it. I am not going to tell him to stop. </li>
<li>He will shake his booty to any kind of music. It can be music on a commercial or one of his toys. It doesn't matter to him. </li>
<li>He has started telling me when he poops. He comes up and gets my attention by trying to take off his pants. He has succeeded in doing so before. Thank goodness the diaper remained on until I got a clean diaper and wipes. That courtesy was greatly appreciated. Haha. </li>
<li>He loves the day care at the gym and church. With our upcoming move I am praying to find the same thing there. </li>
<li>He looks more and more like his father everyday. His laugh to his pout are a mini Michael.</li>
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I will end this with one of my favorite quotes. <br />
"Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think"Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-50919755194052589782011-01-25T04:38:00.000-08:002011-01-25T04:38:40.735-08:00Ready to have him home.We, as military spouses, all have our days/nights where deployments will seem to get us down just a little more than usual. Where the sight of a happy couple/family can cause tears. Not out of jealousy, but more so a longing to have what has been taken away from us. I guess that it was my turn yesterday. I must say that I have been rather proud of myself. I have been pretty emotionally steady this deployment. I focus on Cason as much as possible. I clean, organize and prepare for the upcoming move. I go to the gym in the morning and Taekwondo in the evening. Still, it leaves long lonely nights. And as we all know, that is when you think and when the thoughts haunt you. There are no distractions. There is nothing to clean, nothing to fold and put away. Just you, your pillow and your thoughts. <br />
I truly can not wait for this homecoming and it seems the deployment is creeping by. Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-90880947584218128732010-12-27T19:08:00.000-08:002010-12-27T19:08:27.825-08:00Time for a really big update...“Fear less, hope more; Eat less, chew more; Whine less, breathe more; Talk less, say more; Love more, and all good things will be yours" ~Swedish Proverb<br />
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“A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty." ~Winston Churchhill<br />
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I am striving to live my life by those quotes. I have them written down in several locations to remind myself of it when I tend to become negative with the cirucumstances thrown our way. That is my goal for the New Year! <br />
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Can you believe how 2010 has FLOWN by? So many wondeful things have happened this year. <br />
Brief re-cap:<br />
<ul><li>We moved to Tampa in March (Though I might not always see that as a positive...lol)</li>
<li>We've spent a ton of time with friends and family</li>
<li>We've made new friends. Some that have become family almost overnight, it seems. </li>
<li>We moved into a beautiful home and finally finished decorating, lol.</li>
<li>Cason learned to crawl, walk, run (kind of) and he talks up a STORM.</li>
<li>Cason had an amazing almost one party(Hubby was here for that!), actual birthday, Thanksgiving and Christmas. Though his Daddy was not able to be here for the majority of them, he saw all of the events through pictures and on Christmas he was able to watch Cason open his gifts on webcam. It was truly a blessing. Not only did Cason recieve a ton of gifts but it was the fact that everyone cares about him so much that made it that special. </li>
</ul>It has really been a busy year. Next year is even more so. We are patiently awaiting Hubby's return and are planning a wonderful family vacation. I will be in school, Taekwondo and thanks to Linds, the gym full time. I have many goals set for this coming year. <br />
I hope everyone has had a terrific Thanksgiving and Christmas. <br />
God Bless and God Speed for those deployed.Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-61901508828690745282010-12-27T15:23:00.001-08:002010-12-27T15:23:47.331-08:00For those with a deployed spouse/signifigant other.I know this entire season is hard having a deployed spouse or boyfriend. It seems like everything is based on couples and entire families. I find myself getting sad at the drop of a hat. Watching families shop for gifts together, holding hands while looking at Christmas lights, making dinner together, it is all rather depressing. Even when you have wonderful friends and families who are gracious enough to have you for the festivities, there is still something missing. <br />
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But, remember this: We are truly blessed. We have strong, kind, amazing, hard working men who are willing to give up their time with their families so that others may have it. They sacrifice for people they do not know and will never meet. When you feel alone think of that welcome home hug and kiss, the overwhelming sense of joy that we will feel, that first night back in their arms. Think of the look in their eyes knowing that you have supported them through their career, the ups and the downs the hard aspects and the ones that came easily. Think of your kids seeing their Daddy for the first time in ages. How thrilled they will be. Think of how he is their hero in all aspects .<br />
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Also, don't forget your friends and family. Those who understand where you are, why you feel the way you do, even those that don’t and just make the attempt to grasp the situation. Thank them for their ongoing support during this trying time and total emotional rollercoaster called a deployment. Remember, they are a shoulder to lean on. Utilize that. <br />
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For those who don't understand, for the ones who compare this to a weeklong business trip, for those who think that we are just being "downers" when we are upset or missing them, remember this: they do not understand. It is not their fault; they just have not and most likely, will not, experience this life style. Having patience during those conversations is hard. But pride yourself on keeping your cool. Remember we all cope differently. <br />
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I wish you all a Merry Christmas. I pray that all of our men are safe, warm, well fed and will come home soon. I love you all. Thank you for everything you do for me and my family.<br />
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Mike has left for training and will be deploying from there. It was the hardest day of my life to watch my husband say "see you later" to our son. I guess that I am still used to it (as much as one can be)...but, having Cason miss his Daddy is what gets me. I know that time will fly and we will be back together again. I just have to occupy my time until then. We found out yesterday we will be able to see him before he leaves. It requires an 8 hour drive and about $800 in hotel costs. But, it will be worth every mile and penny. <br />
So far, my darling FL bestie, <a href="http://lindseyandco.blogspot.com/">A day in the life of a Marine Corps wife...</a>, has been keeping Cason and I busy. We have practically moved into their house, well at least at dinner time. She is an amazing cook. <br />
Last Monday, I was super proud of myself. Went to the gym 2 times. Went to the Fit Stops class and then to Zumba later that night. In between, Cason and I went to her house for dinner. Had a terrific meal. She made orange chicken. Well, on the way home from Zumba she and I both started getting stomach cramps...by the time we got back to her place we were ALL sick and getting worse by the moment. She felt terrible, blaming herself for the food being bad. Turns out...it wasn't the food. It was a nasty virus that got to us all that quickly!! After 2 trips to the ER, several bags of fluids, and nausea meds I was feeling a bit better. We all survived!! Although, looking back, I really don't think that we believed we would make it. Yes, it was THAT bad. LOL!<br />
Mike and I have made the decision to move on base. After worrying about who would take Cason during an emergency with our closest friends leaving for JAPAN...we figured it would be the best for us. I pray this is the right decision. <br />
It will be a little while before we actually move. But, we will be saving a bit of money by moving there. Not to mention be able to participate in more activities, meet others easier and feel a bit safer. <br />
I know that in our lifestyle, the military one, we find ourselves in some rather annoying situations. We get upset, rant, vent, cry and pout. But, one of the best things about this lifestyle is that when we meet friends they become family. Maybe its because we are all so far from home. Maybe it's because they just fit in...but saying goodbye is a part of this life aswell. I am dreading the day I have to say goodbye to my FL bestie. I know they are super stoked about moving to Oki, I just wish I could go with them. :-) <br />
Well, thats all for now. I will post some pics tomorrow. Goodnight all!Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-35240881278180122052010-09-28T23:19:00.000-07:002010-09-28T23:19:14.703-07:00The week before "See Ya Later"The week before you say "see you later" to your husband is the most anxiety filled week of the entire deployment process. Time goes by abnormally quickly, leaving us to scramble to complete the pre-deployment check list and have some quality family time. I can't believe they will not allow anyone deploying to take leave before they go. Not only that, but they have to out process on their OWN time. The result of that is fifteen hour days at minimum. <br />
I am still wondering if I am making the right decision by staying here in Fl rather than returning to Ga. I just beleive in creating as much stability for Cason as I can in this absolutley unstable lifestyle. Although, being close to my family and having the added help would be great. I just hope and pray that I am making the right decision for us. Sometimes, saving a few thousand dollars isnt worth what leads to the savings...make sense?<br />
Cason is doing well. His allergies are bad at the moment but baby zyrtec seems to be helping a bit. I am trying to keep him in his room as much as I can. I find him in the bed with us sometimes. I think that Mike feels guilty that he can't spend time with him and brings him in there to cuddle and sleep close to him. I can't get upset because I feel bad for him. He is spending every moment he can with him, playing as much as he can. It is really sweet...heartbreaking at the same time. <br />
On a good note...I am super stoked Glee and House are on!!Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-50552492673382711272010-09-13T19:10:00.000-07:002010-09-13T19:10:11.534-07:00Truly Blessed...<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ4roG4wLPzYM35raxvMeHAlp82Z4IlQ69flGJmZ1AlmqCoqjJ1p4fUCzx8la_3uCjn7P9FSACCatfyN-heFj07bZh8Bj4isFSlGz7wWrMQArNvsafme6Gkz7FuQTpo7t9hJ2PFWFCOg4/s1600/Casonbaptism3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ4roG4wLPzYM35raxvMeHAlp82Z4IlQ69flGJmZ1AlmqCoqjJ1p4fUCzx8la_3uCjn7P9FSACCatfyN-heFj07bZh8Bj4isFSlGz7wWrMQArNvsafme6Gkz7FuQTpo7t9hJ2PFWFCOg4/s320/Casonbaptism3.jpg" /></a>One of the things that we have always wanted to do on Cason's first birthday was have him baptized. Well, with Michael leaving we didn't want to do it and not have him there for that special occasion. The church we attended in Ga allowed us to come back up and welcomed us with open arms. They held a beautiful ceremony for all of our friends and family to attend. After they had a delicious dinner. It was a great day in all. Cason looked absolutely adorble in his baptism outfit. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Although his God parents couldn't attend, we know they would have loved the ceremony. </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJqDy6INLxuaueM0pe-0zsCrBsYOZ_6ptm8kJ6CJRhRkVxNnAsUkKtXPG1QoNjqypUNQtI5nuzLxbiBXOeMs5nDsNEknAHjSHxqCVkerjRYUnR4dQzEEfeKjs7-4pityu6xFKoMRlWL80/s1600/Casonbaptism6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJqDy6INLxuaueM0pe-0zsCrBsYOZ_6ptm8kJ6CJRhRkVxNnAsUkKtXPG1QoNjqypUNQtI5nuzLxbiBXOeMs5nDsNEknAHjSHxqCVkerjRYUnR4dQzEEfeKjs7-4pityu6xFKoMRlWL80/s320/Casonbaptism6.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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I have no idea why the title was stuck in my head. I HATE "Days of Our Lives." LOL!!<br />
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We had Cason's birthday party early and it was terrific!!! It really looked like a toy store exploded in my house!! I want to thank everyone who came and made it so special. I know it was totally unconventional, but thank you all for helping, showing and making it all happen!<br />
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We are having his baptism this Sunday in Georgia. I am thrilled that Michael will be able to attend that aswell. <br />
I am working on making his winter wardrobe. If we go to Norway then we will need a LOT more than what is required in FL!! We will cross that bridge when it comes time. <br />
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We have completed the office to play room transformation. I am super happy with the results. We laid down padded flooring, got a ton of cute storage containers and odds and ends. BUT, the best thing of all...<br />
(drum roll please) is that the toys are out of my living room!!!! <br />
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We only have a few weeks before "d" day. Not looking forward to it, yet at the stage where the anxiety and stress of it all makes us both want it to hurry and get here so we can get it over with! We are trying to get everything done with the house so when he goes I won't have to worry about that. <br />
He is spending a lot of time with Cason and making sure that he tucks him in as much as possible. I think the fear of Cason forgetting him is effecting him. He said that is his biggest worry. I reassure him and tell him that he has been here for the entirety of Cason's life and that he will not forget him in that amount of time. Plus, we have the webcam, dvds and pictures all over the place. I told him that he will want to change his name from Daddy when he gets home :-)<br />
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School is coming along. Can't believe I have come so far!! <br />
I am seriously considering working as a PTA while I get my PhD. That way I can contribute financially and also I feel so lazy. I don't seem to have the motivation that I used to anymore. Maybe having a job will rectify that situation. Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-88598221197243204072010-09-10T22:03:00.000-07:002010-09-10T22:04:51.884-07:00Stealing this from Lindsey (Making a habit of this)Mil Spouse Friday Fill In<br />
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1. Do you set goals for yourself during deployment?<br />
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I have to. By setting goals for myself I focus on something other than half of my heart is gone. I will make a list in the beginning of the deployment and cross off items as I go along (I have mentioned before I am a list maker.) That way I can keep up with what I accomplished.<br />
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2. What would you say to someone dating a military guy or gal?<br />
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3. If you have children, how do you prepare them to move to a new place?<br />
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We moved when my son was only 5 months old. He, of course, did not comprehend any of it. But, we did get a box with all of his fav toys so he would have something familiar in the chaos. I will re answer this next year when we pcs again.<br />
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4. Name one hobby that gets you through alone time. <br />
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I have always been a "go, go, go" type of deployment survivor. I used to travel, go to school full time and work full time. I would do anything to keep my mind from wandering. <br />
Now, that I have my son, I have been trying to answer this question. I know I will be at the gym a lot. I know that I will be in school still. Normal play group kind of things. I am also thinking about picking back up the Violin.<br />
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5. What's the one food you don't ever get tired of?<br />
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A- My AIR CONDITIONER is set on: 74...it is perfect in here!!<br />
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B- My BEDROOM theme is: No real theme...just neutral stuff. <br />
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C- The CAR in the driveway is: Hubby has a Honda civic SI and I have a Honda CR-V<br />
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D- My DESK looks: invisable...we need to get a new one for the office!!<br />
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E- The EXACT time I wake up daily is: 8:00<br />
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F- The FIRST thing I wash in the shower is: My hair. <br />
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G- My GARAGE is filled with: Do I really have to answer this? Some stuff from our move and about 4 HUGE bins filled with furniture and books from one of my Grandparent's houses in Sweden. I really need to nip that in the butt...<br />
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H- My HOUSE is: in the process of being decorated :-) <br />
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I- If you peeked INSIDE my bedroom you'd see: My bed, comforter set, night stand, bay window, and 2 dressers. My room is super clean !!!<br />
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J- My favorite JUICE is: OJ<br />
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K- The best part of my KITCHEN is: my bar! I love that its so long!<br />
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L- The LAST person who visited my home was: a FIOS solicitor...ummm yeah we already have it dude...<br />
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M- The last piece of MAIL for me was: A letter from Tricare thanking me for renewing my policy. <br />
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N- My NEIGHBORS think I'm: quiet.<br />
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O- If you OPENED my fridge you'd see: Milk, eggs, juice, water pitcher, fruits, veggies, sandwich stuff, meat, condiments...<br />
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P- My last house PARTY was: a bbq really. Lindsey, Mike, Dionte and Amber and 6 kiddos!! It was a blast!!!<br />
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Q- A QUICK meal I like to fix is: Spegetti or "Fend for yourself night"<br />
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R- My favorite ROOM of the house is: Cason's room. I always keep it in perfect condition. I can't stand there to be anything out of place in there! Or my kitchen.<br />
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S- The SHAMPOO brand I use: Pert Plus or Biologe<br />
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T- My largest TELEVISION is: In the living room. We only have 2 in the house...and it will stay that way. LOL!<br />
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U- UNDER my bed you will find: My pomeranian, Gizmo. He will prob bark at you to leave him alone.<br />
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V- The last time I VACUUMED was: Today. Daily chores.<br />
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W- Looking out my WINDOW I see: Front: I see a pond, back I see the yard and grill.<br />
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Y- My YARD is: Crappy. We are having it re-sodded. Someone did not know the type of sod to use in FL aparently. <br />
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Z- ZZZZZZZ My bedtime is: Whenever Cason is asleep, house is cleaned and I am done with homework.Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-13866200935271072462010-08-25T21:57:00.001-07:002010-08-25T21:57:24.793-07:00New Look!It's about time that I updated this thing!!! So, new look, updated pics and all!! Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-62109945307076624392010-03-22T22:09:00.000-07:002010-03-22T23:01:17.467-07:00Someone's grief is someone's relief.As sad as it is, that statement is true. <br />My spouse group and I welcomed home a Fallen Hero today. He was only 23 years old. He had been married for 10 months and had a new little girl that he never got to meet. He made the ultimate sacrifice. Today, his <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">family</span> rode through base, looking through the limo window at all of the people there to support them. <br />As we watched the police motorcycles, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">hearse</span> and limos go by we raised our hands to our hearts, the service members saluted. Honoring him, them and their sacrifice. I couldn't help but thinking that I am <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">grateful</span> that Michael was standing next to me safely. Then, I felt an enormous amount of guilt for thinking that. I know that at one point his spouse had thought the same thing.<br />I found myself thinking about how much I take for granted, how much I should be thankful for, and how good my life really is. <br />I have my handsome husband, who is at home and in bed with me. I have my perfect son, who makes me smile everyday, is healthy and thriving and I have a terrific support network. My friends from home and family and the friends I have made here. <br />Tonight as we lay down to go to sleep, in our comfortable beds, with our loved ones safe in our arms, please take a moment to be thankful for it all.Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-21007997312717519652010-03-16T08:09:00.000-07:002010-03-16T08:17:15.301-07:00Long overdue update!I seem to forget to update this thing so much!! So I decided to re-arrange my favorite list. I placed this right next to the Silent Branch in order to make more use of it :-)<br />We are now in week 3 of living in Tampa. We are really loving the house, the friends that we have made and the area. I have seen Gwen 2 times already so I am doing good with that aspect. Dad even came down with her this last time. <br />I have gotten involved with the spouses group here. They seem to be a great group of girls. As in everything, I have my favs :-)<br />I have started back training in Tkd. I am thrilled to be getting myself back into competition shape. I am looking forward to getting rid of all this weight. I have also began the Couch to 5k program. I am really excited about that as well. I think that it will help build my stamina and get me into better shape. I have decided to record my workouts on here. Maybe it will help with my accountability. I will start that tomorrow. <br />Cason is doing great. He is now 4 months and 13 days old. He is 16 lbs and 26 inches long. He can roll from his back to his tummy. Backwards, huh? Haha. He has started to "scoot" across the floor on his tummy. Its really cute and he's getting some distance. I just worry about carpet burn, haha. <br />Michael is doing good. He isnt too fond of the unit here. I think it is just a big change from Moody. <br />Well thats my update, I will begin tomorrow with my recording of the workouts and such.Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-28646774891880296652010-02-02T22:15:00.000-08:002010-08-25T21:37:46.717-07:00New page in my life...Wow, it has been forever since I have updated this. Lots to update you all on!!!<br />
<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Cason</span> is now 3 months old!!! He weighs about 12 lbs and is 24.5 inches long. He is such a terrific baby. He sleeps all night and usually wakes with a smile and giggles. Everyday with him is a blessing. His eyes are starting to change. They were blue and now they are almost my color, hazel. I am kinda excited about it, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">haha</span>.<br />
We are right at 3 weeks away from our PCS. We are moving to Tampa, Fl. I am thrilled. We have a house set up down there. It is really nice and a bit bigger than the one here. We are looking into buying it after living there for about 6 months or so. We want to make sure that Mike is happy with his job and we like the area. He is testing tech Feb 12<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span>. I am super nervous for him! I know he will do great and I will be proud of him either way.<br />
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I have started a workout routine to kick these baby pounds. I can't stand looking at myself in the mirror. I have never had a weight problem and I know I can lose the weight as long as I can stay motivated. My goal is to drop 40 lbs. I am also hitting the tanning bed. That is just to relax...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">haha</span> and not look so pale and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">freckly</span>.<br />
I can't wait to get to Tampa and start on a new chapter of our lives. Its really exciting. At the same time, I am going to miss my family and friends here and in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Tifton</span>.<br />
I am going to end this with a few quotes that I fell in love with:<br />
"Obstacles are the things a person sees when he take his eyes off of his goal"<br />
"The only real failure is the failure to try"<br />
"What is not started today is never finished tomorrow"Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-29544280331235999712009-08-03T10:16:00.000-07:002009-08-03T10:21:40.133-07:00They say women can't make up their minds....The USAF is the absolute worst. Women do NOT hold a candle to their indecisiveness. What makes it worse is the fact that not only does it effect the person who is active duty, but their whole family.Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-70515913776854326502009-07-29T08:11:00.000-07:002009-07-29T13:52:44.118-07:00Almost there.Sometimes admitting that you are out of control and admitting HE is in control is the best way to find peace.Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-64848577062932138642009-07-20T17:10:00.000-07:002009-07-20T17:21:15.306-07:00Sometimes you have to find what works for you...I'm searching for it now. <br />I have to find it soon.<br /><br />Jeremiah 29:11<br />"For I know the plans that I have for you," declares the <strong>Lord</strong>. "Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-3113303104879549912009-07-19T21:05:00.000-07:002009-07-19T21:23:08.259-07:00Over my headLet me start this off by saying that I do count my blessings daily. Please, do not think that I am a "whiner". I try to take situations for what they are and work around them to the best of my ability. <br />Mike found out Friday that he is deploying again. To be honest, I really didn't have a reaction. I felt so numb. I knew in my head it was happening but in my heart I still hoped that I would be <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">happily</span> surprised that it he wouldn't go on this push. All I could say was "Oh, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">OK</span>".<br />Later that night we went to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Tifton</span> to stay with a friend. The next day, after having a nightmare that I am sure I don't have to describe it to you for you to get the picture, I woke up mad. Just angry at the world. Mike had been picking on me all morning, just the usual. I snapped. I said stuff that I could hear myself saying, but could not believe that it was me saying it. I didn't mean it.<br /> I told him that he should just leave now because I have to do everything else by myself. I told him that I hated this life. I told him that I hated that every aspect of my life revolved around him. That I had no choice in anything that happened. I told him, again, to leave me, for him to make it easier on us both and divorce me. <br />**I didn't want him to leave, I knew my life would revolve around him, I knew that I would have little choice in my life. **<br />I expected him to leave me then. I honestly did. <br />Instead, he reached out and hugged me. He told me that he knew that I felt like I was drowning. That he understood and knew that I didn't mean it. <br />I cried harder right then, than I had in a LONG time. I hugged him and told him I was so sorry. That this wasn't me. I am just so mad at the world. I am so tired of him being taken from me and he was the victim of that annoyance. I begged him to forget all that I had said. <br />He told me it was already done. That he knew I meant none of it. <br />Without him, I would be lost. I feel terrible because I am worried that he is going to miss the single most important day of both of our lives. That he is going to miss the birth of his son. <br />I don't worry about me. I worry about him. I worry that the guilt that he expressed last Christmas will be back and more overwhelming this time. I want him to be there, but I can't rearrange a unit leaving. All I can do is pray that the unit that has never cared about families before, begins to before then. That they find someway to work without him there just for a short amount of time. As always, I am expecting the worst. I have to, to stay sane. To keep myself from being devastated when it does happen. <br />Being totally honest, I am terrified. Of all of this. I know I have my friends here and all. Not that I don't appreciate it. I just want him there for that. For the most important event of our lives. He has missed most of the others. <br />Please, remember, do not take your loved ones for granted. They might not always be around when you do need them.Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-38099369611056219102009-06-22T22:51:00.000-07:002009-06-22T22:58:58.934-07:00Oh Boy!!I really need to update this more often. I have been slacking terribly!!<br />Well there is LOTS to update everyone on. We found out we are having a BOY!! We are still working on names. But we have a few picked out. We are both so excited to finally know the sex. We found out that I am due one week earlier (which is what I thought). They actually moved my due date to Nov 7<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Th</span>. I have picked out a lot of stuff for him, just not registered for it yet. I probably need to get a move on that too. <br />Mike has been working a LOT. Seems like between work, softball and golf he is never home. He was invited to play on the USAF Softball team. That will look really great on his <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">resume</span>. <br />I have done a lot of traveling recently and its not over with. I have been back to Norway, CT, NY and will be going to AL and KS in the next 2 months. I need to make sure I see everyone before I have the baby. Plus, we will never know when we will get orders. IF we will ever get orders. Ugh, I am not going to get started on that. <br />That is about all I can think of at the moment. It's late and I'm getting tired so <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">that's</span> probably why!Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-13135470438027139502009-04-02T10:41:00.000-07:002009-04-02T11:13:30.812-07:00Bad weather, housing and no orders...OH MY!!!<span style="font-family:arial;">I usually pride myself on being an optimist. I guess there has been so much going on that I have turned into quite the pessimist. There is a lot of things that are bothering me. I wish I could just focus on what is good in my life, but they are nagging. Here we go...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><ul><li><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>The weather</strong>- We are having some really bad weather. Its been raining and storming for over a week. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Tifton</span> (where I grew up) has been declared a state of emergency. Roads all over are being shut down, schools are being evacuated, people are being advised to get water bottles and canned goods. It is really scary. We are constantly under tornado warnings. Many people are having to leave their houses and we are all terrified that we are next. Please keep everyone in this area in your thoughts and prayers. WE MISS THE SUN!!! </span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Housing-</strong> We live on privatized base housing. We are under a lease just like everyone else. We live in a 2 bedroom, 1 bathroom duplex that would not go for more than $650 anyplace around here. We have just had our rent increased (MID LEASE) by $100!! Our house has flooded 11 times since Jan. Not by the weather, but because the plumbing systems are terrible. We have no carpet, just 70's school room tile. We were <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">receiving</span> a electric allotment of $100 and that usually covered our bill. They have just revoked that. So, now our entire BAH is going to rent and we have to pay electric out of pocket. Our rent is at a total of $956 right now. I know a lot of you are saying "Move off base then!!" I would, but with Mike being in Iraq and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Afgan</span> all of the time it is dangerous living alone here. Someone tried to break into our house while I was home when we did live off base. I don't want to put the baby or myself in any danger. That is where the base knows that they can get away with it. They know that it is safe. And 64% of people that live on base housing are security forces. They know we need this security in our life. We need to know we are all safe while our husbands work their asses off over seas. **And now they are discussing adding gas meters to our house and making us pay for gas as well as electric** </span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Orders-</strong> Mike has told me time after time not to worry about this because he wont be deploying with this unit again. I have a gut feeling that he will be deployed and before the baby is born. I have nightmares about it for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">pete's</span> sake. I think that our only way to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">avoid</span> that entirely is to get orders. We have been passed up so many times, its really past our time. Mike was only supposed to be here for 3 years. He has been here almost 6. He is the last one from the "<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">original</span> group." I really hope that when this next set of orders goes down we will be in them. I really don't care where we will go, as long as it means he is here for the most important days of our lives!!! </span></li></ul><p><span style="font-family:arial;">There is just so much going on now. I find myself trying to keep my mind on the positive things, like were going to be parents!! I try to focus on the good in life. It has just become increasingly harder for me to do this. </span></p><p> </p><p> </p>Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-69618578106145440392009-03-25T12:09:00.000-07:002009-03-25T12:11:40.899-07:00Sick again.I hate being sick. And what is worse than being sick is being pregnant and sick. I went to the doctor yesterday and they gave me some meds. I am just rather apprehensive to take them. They did a ultra sound. It was a crappy machine. So all I saw was a tiny dot barley moving. Mike didn't make it in time to see it. He will be there at the first appt.Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-24676824587691401712009-03-23T22:28:00.000-07:002009-03-23T22:39:18.608-07:00Lots of news.I am getting bad at blogging on a regular basis because I am back writing in my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">regular</span> journal. Its hard to remember to do both. <br />Well we found out on Wed March 11<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Th</span> that I am pregnant! We have never been happier about anything. Mike has not stopped smiling. Yet, he has turned into the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">caffeine</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Nazi</span>!! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Haha</span>, no more soda for me unless it is sprite or 7-up. I did make a cool discovery...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">fanta</span> is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">caffeine</span> free :D Both of our families are really excited. Although, my mother is wanting to be called "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Oma</span>" and I said nope...its weird.<br />I am guessing that I am anywhere from 5-7 weeks pregnant. My first <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">appointment</span> is April 6<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Th</span>. He is taking off of work to go with me. I am really glad that he can be here for all of this. Not only does it mean a lot to me it means a lot to him.<br />We are really hoping for orders still. I am not sure how good this hoping is doing though. <br />I am worried that he wont be here for the birth, or worse...the new born stage and I will have to do it all alone. I know I can, its just not in "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Alyie's</span> Dream Book" to be a single mom for that part of this experience(don't get me wrong, I know it's not in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">any ones</span> dream book to be a single parent while the other is at war). He told me not to even think about him deploying. That is easier said than done. He is always prepared to go. I have to keep my mind in the right frame in case he does leave. I can't be caught off guard with something of that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">magnitude</span>. <br />That is about it for now. I will try to be more <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">consistent</span> with my updates in here.<br />God Bless.Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332170895125073068.post-80556001310567894482009-02-22T23:08:00.001-08:002009-02-22T23:14:22.082-08:00Since he has come home...Life has been great. I have been a bit busy and we both got sick at one point but things are going great. I love being so close to him. Sometimes when I wake up at night, I have to touch him just to make sure that he is really there. We are praying for orders really soon. I would love to have him home with me for longer than a few months. ((keep your fingers crossed))<br />School and work are going well. I have been rather busy with school. I am taking some rather tough classes that require a lot of work. <br />Valentines Day was our first one together. It was amazing. We went to Amelia Island. Our usual getaway. We stayed at our fav hotel and relaxed. On V-day we went to a Dinner show. It was a jazz band. They were amazing. We had a great time. <br />We are hoping to return for one more weekend before it gets too hot. Haha, odd I know. It is the beach. We usually don't go there to go to the ocean though. We go to relax, to go to the historic part of town and eat a great meal at our fav Itallian place, Pompaos and shop around the area. <br />It is one of places where we get to feel like a normal couple. Where him being in the AF doesnt matter, where Iraq is so far out of our minds...we need more places like that!<br />He returns to work next week. It is really going to stink then, because we will have even less time together. I can't wait to get out of this place.Alexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10473732170398718607noreply@blogger.com0