Riding down the road with the family towing our new (to us)-going-to-be-the-best-summer-ever-camper, I gripped the "oh $h1#!" handle on my side as the vehicle miles in front of us tapped his brakes. My husband laughed as I told him, "I love how the dumb handle in the car gives me the illusion that I could… Continue reading Plot Twist!
There is tired, and then there’s tired. The kind of tired you feel when you have done way more than there is time for, more than you’d planned, and are sleep deprived on top of it all. It’s the kind of tired you feel when you have to tuck your chin down, keep your feet… Continue reading Gratitude, Always
We always say it's not going to happen. We'll be there for each other, even after they move. Or we move. Or we both are flung to opposite sides of the world. And we swear, "This time. This time will be different. This time we'll really stay in touch." Military friends are a special breed.… Continue reading Resilience
"My wife is really wanting a baby. She's been showing me how 'masculine' diaper bags have become," he said. I smile. "But I'm like, 'Does that fit my Camaro or motorcycle?'" he continued, "I just don't know." I nodded. "You'll never be ready. No one is," I assured him. "But the first time you look… Continue reading Tiny Human Advice
Yesterday was the last day of school. A day that we've all been looking forward to. No more having to get up, schedules to keep, or homework to complete. As I walked up to pick up my tender-hearted little girl, she ran to me and buried her face in my lap. I asked her if… Continue reading School’s Out for Summah!
Everything. Everything has changed in the last two months. New city, new state, different climate, new house, new bigger bugs, routines - all of it. And, my first started kindergarten this week. As I sit snuggled with him in our rocking chair, feeling the steady rise and fall of his breath, I smell his washed-last-night… Continue reading New
So often, I rush in as the mom to "help" my husband with the kids. Regardless of whether or not he asks for my help. Especially after a deployment, it is so incredibly easy to just jump in and handle any situation with the kids. I've been doing it the whole deployment anyway, so why… Continue reading Let Them Be the Hero
I don't like transitions. Point A is fine. Point B is great. The messiness of the in between is scary and uncertain. I don't like the messiness. At all. And for me, this applies to multiple areas of my life. In potty training my daughter, the convenience of Pull-Ups is great. But, I am overjoyed at… Continue reading On Transitions
Dear SM (Straight Mom) - She hears you sighing when you attempt to brush her curls. She hears your comments about her "rats' nest". She's listening. She hears you. She gets the message. So let's change it. First, since you don't have curls, there will be a bit of a learning curve. Please check out… Continue reading Dear Straight Mom of a Curly Kid…
Its been said that to dismantle fear, one must call it out. Fear loses it's power when faced head on. So here is my fear: Away from this beautiful location and the most wonderful friends and support group, and with an upcoming deployment, I am going to become a slob, eat myself silly and gain… Continue reading Fear and Blessings