Well, just continue watching TV and playing on the computer! So, I am trying this for the um-teenth time this week! Lets see how far I get before the wonder baby wakes up! So, Will left awhile ago, or so I thought. He actually left under 3 weeks ago! Holy Crap, can time go any slower!? No wonder I have had such a short fuze lately!! The difference between the first half of the deployment and these first coule weeks of the second half are like night and day- complete opposites! (I am not attracted to this difference either!) So, here are the differences:
Half 1:
- Dinners were planned out and we actually ate pretty well. This in itself is a major feat for a variety of reasons. The most important being that I don't cook!! Seriously, Will has done the cooking in this family since he kicked me out of the kitchen while we were still dating!
- I kept busy and had something to look foarward to each month without really even looking for it!
- The housework was actually getting done immediately! Again, not one of my strong points, especially with two little monsters constantly demanding my attention!
Half 2:
- I made a plan for dinners the last two weeks, but only did about half of them!
- I have nothing in the upcoming months to look forward to as short term goals.
- The boys are driving me so ragged that getting the house picked up is about as good as I am getting! The only room in this house reletively clean is the kitchen because I just can't cook without a clean kitchen!
So, here it is we've started a real countdown at 5 months to go! I'm counting down to Halloween, knowing its a give or take sort of thing!
The boys are driving me insane. James has become pretty clingy, which I know is a regular stage, but with Keirnan crashing into the terrible twos, my hands have been full! Its gotten to a point where I feel like I am always on edge! So, now I am trying to get my deployment mojo back. I'm hoping one step at a time will get my groove back! First is figuring out how to get Keirnan to stop ignoring me!! Next, will be figuring out what to look forward to each month! Following steps and having a plan is the only way I get anything done. I seriously cannot function without lists!
So, please pray for my insanity! I am tired and starting to lose my train of thought to go any further! Maybe I'll go into more detail about the laziness I orionally meant to discuss later! Good night!!
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Holy Texas Toast!
I've never used that one before, but Keirnan has developed a major attitude that I swear is the size of Texas!! So, here I am starting a third blog for this week and for the third time just as I start James decides to start making noise!! Seriously!? I think the boys are conspiring against me!! My parents will be here in a few days and I am so excited for the diversion! Since Will left its been crazy! No wonder why they say after R&R is the worst part of a deployment! I might pull my hair out by the end of the month! My new mantra is: Only 5 more months!! I swear I chant it to myself multiple times each day as I try desperately not to go berserk on the boys!! Well, off I go to get James from the evils of his crib!
Monday, May 9, 2011
Big Week!!
Yesterday was Mother's Day. I got lots of love from my boys and we went to the lake for a picnic with some friends. It was a beautiful day and Keirnan had a blast playing on the playground! He did skin his knee up, but was such a big boy about it! I guess its the first of many, I'm sure! For dinner I made a new chicken dish I wanted to try. It was easy and yummy, and Keirnan ate it!! What better present than one kid actually eating what I make, and the other coming off his growth spurt! (And thus letting me sleep!)
Tomorrow is a double special day, first up is our anniversary! We have been married 8 years! Wow, we are closing in on 10 pretty quick here! I am sad we won't be together for our day, but tonight we have a skype date and that will have to suffice until he comes home! Either way, I am proud that we have made it this far. There were so many who didn't think we would and each year we happily add to the count makes me so proud! My husband is my best friend, and when he isn't here, I am missing a part of me- the best part. What we have together is special, because I married my best friend!
Tomorrow is Keirnan's 2d birthday! I can't believe he will be 2! Boy, time flies! And sometimes I forget he is only 2! He is such an amazing little boy and I am so proud of the person he is developing into! Though he has his moments, and proves regularly that he has my temper! lol I love that little stinker with all my heart! We aren't doing anything special since we had his party while Will was home 2 weekends ago. It was a bit cool, but a pretty nice day at the park, and he had a great time on the train and playground with his friends! Everything turned out amazingly!!
Tomorrow is a double special day, first up is our anniversary! We have been married 8 years! Wow, we are closing in on 10 pretty quick here! I am sad we won't be together for our day, but tonight we have a skype date and that will have to suffice until he comes home! Either way, I am proud that we have made it this far. There were so many who didn't think we would and each year we happily add to the count makes me so proud! My husband is my best friend, and when he isn't here, I am missing a part of me- the best part. What we have together is special, because I married my best friend!
Tomorrow is Keirnan's 2d birthday! I can't believe he will be 2! Boy, time flies! And sometimes I forget he is only 2! He is such an amazing little boy and I am so proud of the person he is developing into! Though he has his moments, and proves regularly that he has my temper! lol I love that little stinker with all my heart! We aren't doing anything special since we had his party while Will was home 2 weekends ago. It was a bit cool, but a pretty nice day at the park, and he had a great time on the train and playground with his friends! Everything turned out amazingly!!
Here is a general shot of the party! I took a regular "Happy Birthday" sign and printed off "Chuggington" pictures to put over the end and center pieces.
My own little engineer playing on the train they have right there in the park!
And this is the cake! It was super yummy! I got the edible icing picture from an Ebay store called OhToppers and the Commissary did the actual cake! I was in love with how it turned out!
I still need to get a picture of the gift bags, but they were blue and lime green paper bags with red and yellow tissue paper respectively, and a "Chuggington" picture on the front. I promise a picture will be coming eventually! :P
And Friday James will be 6 months old!! He started sitting up on his own right before Will left and has jut gotten better and better at it! He still over corrects and gets tired after a bit, both resulting in him falling over! But he really seems to love the new view!
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Lost: My Butt! If Found, Please Return to owner!
So, I have been thinking most of this the past month or so, but it seems to be a very controversial view point, so if you start, please hear me out! I am fat- I am not obese, but I am fat! Yes, I know you are asking how a 5'4" female, who weighs in at 125lbs can be fat, but please hold all questions and comments to the end! Also, this is something I am putting here, because I can't really discuss it with many of my friends. I have a friend who has lost an amazing amount of weight by working out and eating right. While she may still have 40-50lbs on me, I know she can out run me, and out everything else me! Yet, she will still look at the two of us together and see me as the healthier person! (That is what is wrong with our society, its the pits!)
As you can tell, I have never had a problem admitting my weight. (even pregnant! Keirnan topped me out at 152, and James 148) I am proud that I am a small person. I am, however, not proud that I am a lazy person. Though, I have no problem admitting it! It is one of the things I hate most about myself!
So, James will be 6 months old next week! (Holy cow, time flies!) Well, I am back down to under my pre-pregnancy weight, but its all fat! I don't think I have any muscle beyond the bare minimums to function left in me! I do however have a decent amount of fat. My arms are small, but they flab when I wiggle them, what's left of my butt jiggles, and Keirnan has a fun new game that involves squeezing and wiggling my stomach flab! He thinks its great- me, not so much!
This is why I say I am fat, because everything on me is fat. And isn't that what qualifies a person as fat? I know I am not obese, and other than being jiggly and being about ready to call in the guard to find my missing rear end, I have a good self image. (In fact, overall, I like what I see in the mirror more now than I ever have before! Especially in my new jeans that seem to lift my thighs into the general vicinity of my butt and thus make it look like I have a rather cute one! Ah, the power of jeans!)
So, what all this tells me is apparently, though I didn't know it, I had one hell of a toned ass, since it is now MIA along with all the rest of my muscle, and that I really need to get into shape! So, Will's honey do list for R&R was very short- only 4 things! The top of that list was rearrange the family room to fit my elliptical in so I can be lazy in front of the TV! Now, isn't that the best idea?! I think so! Now, I just have to find time to get to use it! Since I am writing this tonight, maybe I'll try it out tomorrow while I watch my Thursday evening shows! See, told you I am lazy!
I am really looking forward to getting back in shape, and have been wanting to go to the gym, but with the boys, its a PITA. We do have a "Mommy Cardio Room," but its just cardio, with no room to do anything, like stretch! And since I have an elliptical at home, really what's the point!? So, I like to think, if Will were home I would be able to go for real in the evenings. It would give me some alone time and I'd get back in shape, but that can't happen for 6 more months! (BTW, we're half way through our deployment!!) And I really don't want to wait that long! So, my own elliptical it is. The goal is to tone myself back up, lose the wiggles and the jiggles, and either find, or replace my missing butt! I don't even mind gaining a few pounds in the process! After all, muscle weighs more than fat!
As you can tell, I have never had a problem admitting my weight. (even pregnant! Keirnan topped me out at 152, and James 148) I am proud that I am a small person. I am, however, not proud that I am a lazy person. Though, I have no problem admitting it! It is one of the things I hate most about myself!
So, James will be 6 months old next week! (Holy cow, time flies!) Well, I am back down to under my pre-pregnancy weight, but its all fat! I don't think I have any muscle beyond the bare minimums to function left in me! I do however have a decent amount of fat. My arms are small, but they flab when I wiggle them, what's left of my butt jiggles, and Keirnan has a fun new game that involves squeezing and wiggling my stomach flab! He thinks its great- me, not so much!
This is why I say I am fat, because everything on me is fat. And isn't that what qualifies a person as fat? I know I am not obese, and other than being jiggly and being about ready to call in the guard to find my missing rear end, I have a good self image. (In fact, overall, I like what I see in the mirror more now than I ever have before! Especially in my new jeans that seem to lift my thighs into the general vicinity of my butt and thus make it look like I have a rather cute one! Ah, the power of jeans!)
So, what all this tells me is apparently, though I didn't know it, I had one hell of a toned ass, since it is now MIA along with all the rest of my muscle, and that I really need to get into shape! So, Will's honey do list for R&R was very short- only 4 things! The top of that list was rearrange the family room to fit my elliptical in so I can be lazy in front of the TV! Now, isn't that the best idea?! I think so! Now, I just have to find time to get to use it! Since I am writing this tonight, maybe I'll try it out tomorrow while I watch my Thursday evening shows! See, told you I am lazy!
I am really looking forward to getting back in shape, and have been wanting to go to the gym, but with the boys, its a PITA. We do have a "Mommy Cardio Room," but its just cardio, with no room to do anything, like stretch! And since I have an elliptical at home, really what's the point!? So, I like to think, if Will were home I would be able to go for real in the evenings. It would give me some alone time and I'd get back in shape, but that can't happen for 6 more months! (BTW, we're half way through our deployment!!) And I really don't want to wait that long! So, my own elliptical it is. The goal is to tone myself back up, lose the wiggles and the jiggles, and either find, or replace my missing butt! I don't even mind gaining a few pounds in the process! After all, muscle weighs more than fat!
Thursday, April 7, 2011
I am old!!
I remember when I was a kid, I thought 28 would mean I was a 'real' adult and make me old. I decided on this amazing age probably because it would be my age at my 10 year high school reunion! Who knows why I do anything, really?! Well, I have now been 28 for a whopping 2 months and a few days now, and boy was I right!!
I am old! Why, do you ask, do I think I am old? Well, it started with something happening this morning, I don't remember what, and my thinking "that will make an excellent blog topic!" I remember that happened three separate times today, but for the life of me I can't remember what the crap I wanted to share with everyone! Apparently, it was blog worthy at the time though. And I'm sure it will be again at 3am when I remember everything from the previous day while my son happily eats his midnight snack! But like a dream, when I wake up in the morning, I will once again be clueless as to what this amazing experience was!
People told me when I had kids my brain would just seep out my ears and fall to the ground. I think it more than likely got washed down the drain when I took my daily showers! As I was slowly losing the blond hair I grew up with, I apparently lost my mind also! I bet you don't hear that too often do you!? I got dumber as my hair got darker! But, its true and I did!
I now am told by other, more experienced mommies, that its "Mommy Brain" and very common. Well, ya think!? So this is my ramblings about how I don't remember what I wanted to share with everyone today.
But, since we're on the topic of my 10 year high school reunion... (You remember, we're on that topic, I mentioned it way up top!) I have to mention how a friend of mine from days long gone recently told me she never pictured me being the type to settle down and have a family, or to be a stay at home mom. Funny, I was always the mommy type, but I never did either. In high school, all my friends thought I should be a guidance counselor since they all came to me for advice, to vent, to mediate, etc. In college I was the "mom" of our group.
Dude, I remember!! Oh shit, now I forget! See this is how it works, my brain teases me. For a split second I remembered what it was I originally forgot!
So, anyway, back to what I was saying... I was the "mom" in college. Unless I was having a really bad day and decided to drink, I was always the DD. I was always the one to recognize a friend was having issues and force them to talk about it until they felt better. (part of that is I'm just nosy, but shh, don't tell!) I am a problem solver, I like to help people! Almost to the point where I need help! And, if you ask my friend Ashley, I even dressed like the mom. I've gotten better! (I am a lot like Kate Gosslin in that, my wardrobe has gotten better as the number of kids I have has grown!)
So, maybe back as a kid I wasn't the mother type, and I just didn't see the change because it was gradual. But, I did agree that I never pictured myself as a SAHM. I thought I would go stir crazy. Well, I keep busy and drag my boys everywhere so I don't! But, anyway, all this is just to say I was surprised when she made that comment. Because, even as a kid I knew I would one day grow up to marry a military man and be a mom, albeit a working one! I love my life, and though its nowhere near where I thought it would be, I love the course my life is taking! And I am proud to say I am an Army wife. Because, though its not the most defining part of who I am, it is the largest part of who I am!
So, those are my ramblings for the day. And they really are ramblings aren't they?! I don't do very good at staying on topic, hence ramblings! I also write like I talk. I used to have a lot of professors try to make me change that in college, but one actually loved my writing style. She said it was refreshing to read a paper that sounded like I was right there speaking to her! OK, see there I go again. Good night!
I am old! Why, do you ask, do I think I am old? Well, it started with something happening this morning, I don't remember what, and my thinking "that will make an excellent blog topic!" I remember that happened three separate times today, but for the life of me I can't remember what the crap I wanted to share with everyone! Apparently, it was blog worthy at the time though. And I'm sure it will be again at 3am when I remember everything from the previous day while my son happily eats his midnight snack! But like a dream, when I wake up in the morning, I will once again be clueless as to what this amazing experience was!
People told me when I had kids my brain would just seep out my ears and fall to the ground. I think it more than likely got washed down the drain when I took my daily showers! As I was slowly losing the blond hair I grew up with, I apparently lost my mind also! I bet you don't hear that too often do you!? I got dumber as my hair got darker! But, its true and I did!
I now am told by other, more experienced mommies, that its "Mommy Brain" and very common. Well, ya think!? So this is my ramblings about how I don't remember what I wanted to share with everyone today.
But, since we're on the topic of my 10 year high school reunion... (You remember, we're on that topic, I mentioned it way up top!) I have to mention how a friend of mine from days long gone recently told me she never pictured me being the type to settle down and have a family, or to be a stay at home mom. Funny, I was always the mommy type, but I never did either. In high school, all my friends thought I should be a guidance counselor since they all came to me for advice, to vent, to mediate, etc. In college I was the "mom" of our group.
Dude, I remember!! Oh shit, now I forget! See this is how it works, my brain teases me. For a split second I remembered what it was I originally forgot!
So, anyway, back to what I was saying... I was the "mom" in college. Unless I was having a really bad day and decided to drink, I was always the DD. I was always the one to recognize a friend was having issues and force them to talk about it until they felt better. (part of that is I'm just nosy, but shh, don't tell!) I am a problem solver, I like to help people! Almost to the point where I need help! And, if you ask my friend Ashley, I even dressed like the mom. I've gotten better! (I am a lot like Kate Gosslin in that, my wardrobe has gotten better as the number of kids I have has grown!)
So, maybe back as a kid I wasn't the mother type, and I just didn't see the change because it was gradual. But, I did agree that I never pictured myself as a SAHM. I thought I would go stir crazy. Well, I keep busy and drag my boys everywhere so I don't! But, anyway, all this is just to say I was surprised when she made that comment. Because, even as a kid I knew I would one day grow up to marry a military man and be a mom, albeit a working one! I love my life, and though its nowhere near where I thought it would be, I love the course my life is taking! And I am proud to say I am an Army wife. Because, though its not the most defining part of who I am, it is the largest part of who I am!
So, those are my ramblings for the day. And they really are ramblings aren't they?! I don't do very good at staying on topic, hence ramblings! I also write like I talk. I used to have a lot of professors try to make me change that in college, but one actually loved my writing style. She said it was refreshing to read a paper that sounded like I was right there speaking to her! OK, see there I go again. Good night!
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
We are counting down to R&R...
Which means we are counting up the number of things that can injure Keirnan or piss me off! lol Lets start with Keirnan's Monday and how everything happens in three's!
1. As we were leaving the house Keirnan fell head first down the stairs! I thought, seeing as he has been doing stairs on his own for 4 months now and has only slid a few times, we had somehow managed to get through this development without my gaining grey hair. He had a different idea! And I was right behind him, on the steps also, holding James. You think its bad watching your child fall down the stairs, try watching your child fall down the stairs and realizing that you can't even try to catch him! All I could do was run down them as he crumpled down and be there at the bottom when he stopped! He somehow managed to only gain a nice little shiner on his right eye!
2. Nap time lately has mainly been quiet playtime locked in his room. My wonderfully inquisitive little boy, who has an obsession with hats, decided his sand pail would make a great hat and the handle helped hold it quite nicely under his chin! All I can say is the boy somehow managed to get his big head through the handle and it was hanging from his neck when I opened his door! Thank God those plastic pails have handles that are detachable!
3. As if Keirnan's day had not been bad enough, lets add falling off the dining room chair into the mix! He fell on his nicely padded butt this time, so no worse for wear! Of course, he didn't see it that way!
So, this is the rule of three's and how my poor little man saw fit to enact said rule! (I probably have a few grey hairs now also!)
Tuesday and Wednesday are the piss me off days! I live on a small residential street with an elementary school on one end and 3, yup count them, 3 home day care providers on it! But the young soldiers who live in the apartment complex on the other side of the school see it necessary to fly up and down our street! I was doing the 30 mph speed limit when a moron in uniform flew around me and sped off down the street! I tell you I was of a mood that if I could have safely kept up with him, I would have followed him all the way to work and proceeded to chew out both him and his SGT! As it was, I lost him within a mile! He was easily doing 50mph!! See why I think ray guns should be allowed to be mounted on the front of my vehicle!? I would have taken care of that problem with the push of a single button!
Wednesday was the day we met Captain Obvious and the nurse I assume was trying for biggest bitch award!! We had a Dr. appt for Keirnan to get his allergy meds refilled at 8am. Seeing as my son is not a morning person, and his allergies have been bothering him, he was extra fun to deal with this morning! I was proud that we made it out of the house only running 5 minutes late! And I would have made it up on the way if I hadn't gotten stuck behind a dump truck refusing to go near the speed limit literally all the way into the CTMC parking lot! We walked in exactly 10 minutes late. I handed the guy up front my ID, told him the appt was for Keirnan and the appt time. His reply and I shit you not, "Do you know you are 10 minutes late?" Well yes, I did learn to tell time, so yes I can see that! I just not so politely responded to his dumb, and slightly pompass questions with "So...?" And he says, "Well, since you want to stay, you're going to have to wait longer." Well dude no shit!
Hehe, the nurse shuffling the papers up front didn't realize I was late and we got to go back right away. But, boy was that fun. Apparently, this nurse must not have kids, because she fully expected my not-quite-two-year-old to quickly walk up onto the scale to get weighed and then move over to get his height. Seriously? Her attitude went downhill about the time I set him on the scale and he promptly stepped back off! I ended up holding him there. Ok, getting his weight took all of 2 minutes instead of 1!! So, she got this great idea that it would be easier to hold him down on a bed to measure him than to put him against the wall and lower the bar to his head quickly to get his height. You see where this is going right?! I will be surprised if he doesn't completely freak out next time he has to go to the Dr. This lady's idea of getting my son's vitals was to pin him down on the bed!! And then, when he fought her, she got pissy about it! And you wonder why kids are afraid of the Dr. office!!
Anyway, I have never understood why my friends here don't like the Ft. Riley medical care- I understand now!!
The good part of the week came in the form of girl time yesterday morning and last night some friends came over to help me switch out our bedroom TV for the new one I bought last week! That was adventure! When you are replacing an old bulky TV, make sure you can lift it before getting the pretty new, light, LCD out of the box!! Yeah, I did it! So, we now have a new TV in the bedroom! And I repaid these friends with dinner! I had to try out the recipe I'm going to make Will on somebody!
So, that's been our week thus far! Definitely more action packed than usual!
1. As we were leaving the house Keirnan fell head first down the stairs! I thought, seeing as he has been doing stairs on his own for 4 months now and has only slid a few times, we had somehow managed to get through this development without my gaining grey hair. He had a different idea! And I was right behind him, on the steps also, holding James. You think its bad watching your child fall down the stairs, try watching your child fall down the stairs and realizing that you can't even try to catch him! All I could do was run down them as he crumpled down and be there at the bottom when he stopped! He somehow managed to only gain a nice little shiner on his right eye!
2. Nap time lately has mainly been quiet playtime locked in his room. My wonderfully inquisitive little boy, who has an obsession with hats, decided his sand pail would make a great hat and the handle helped hold it quite nicely under his chin! All I can say is the boy somehow managed to get his big head through the handle and it was hanging from his neck when I opened his door! Thank God those plastic pails have handles that are detachable!
3. As if Keirnan's day had not been bad enough, lets add falling off the dining room chair into the mix! He fell on his nicely padded butt this time, so no worse for wear! Of course, he didn't see it that way!
So, this is the rule of three's and how my poor little man saw fit to enact said rule! (I probably have a few grey hairs now also!)
Tuesday and Wednesday are the piss me off days! I live on a small residential street with an elementary school on one end and 3, yup count them, 3 home day care providers on it! But the young soldiers who live in the apartment complex on the other side of the school see it necessary to fly up and down our street! I was doing the 30 mph speed limit when a moron in uniform flew around me and sped off down the street! I tell you I was of a mood that if I could have safely kept up with him, I would have followed him all the way to work and proceeded to chew out both him and his SGT! As it was, I lost him within a mile! He was easily doing 50mph!! See why I think ray guns should be allowed to be mounted on the front of my vehicle!? I would have taken care of that problem with the push of a single button!
Wednesday was the day we met Captain Obvious and the nurse I assume was trying for biggest bitch award!! We had a Dr. appt for Keirnan to get his allergy meds refilled at 8am. Seeing as my son is not a morning person, and his allergies have been bothering him, he was extra fun to deal with this morning! I was proud that we made it out of the house only running 5 minutes late! And I would have made it up on the way if I hadn't gotten stuck behind a dump truck refusing to go near the speed limit literally all the way into the CTMC parking lot! We walked in exactly 10 minutes late. I handed the guy up front my ID, told him the appt was for Keirnan and the appt time. His reply and I shit you not, "Do you know you are 10 minutes late?" Well yes, I did learn to tell time, so yes I can see that! I just not so politely responded to his dumb, and slightly pompass questions with "So...?" And he says, "Well, since you want to stay, you're going to have to wait longer." Well dude no shit!
Hehe, the nurse shuffling the papers up front didn't realize I was late and we got to go back right away. But, boy was that fun. Apparently, this nurse must not have kids, because she fully expected my not-quite-two-year-old to quickly walk up onto the scale to get weighed and then move over to get his height. Seriously? Her attitude went downhill about the time I set him on the scale and he promptly stepped back off! I ended up holding him there. Ok, getting his weight took all of 2 minutes instead of 1!! So, she got this great idea that it would be easier to hold him down on a bed to measure him than to put him against the wall and lower the bar to his head quickly to get his height. You see where this is going right?! I will be surprised if he doesn't completely freak out next time he has to go to the Dr. This lady's idea of getting my son's vitals was to pin him down on the bed!! And then, when he fought her, she got pissy about it! And you wonder why kids are afraid of the Dr. office!!
Anyway, I have never understood why my friends here don't like the Ft. Riley medical care- I understand now!!
The good part of the week came in the form of girl time yesterday morning and last night some friends came over to help me switch out our bedroom TV for the new one I bought last week! That was adventure! When you are replacing an old bulky TV, make sure you can lift it before getting the pretty new, light, LCD out of the box!! Yeah, I did it! So, we now have a new TV in the bedroom! And I repaid these friends with dinner! I had to try out the recipe I'm going to make Will on somebody!
So, that's been our week thus far! Definitely more action packed than usual!
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
A Brief Study on Military Wives' Personal Vices!
After the month I have had I have discovered a few important things:
1. Never blog when you are emotional. Last night I chose to not be an emotional blogger and instead relaxed and ended my day with the joys of the past weekend! So, that is my goal- to never be the emotional blogger because when I get emotional, it gets messy!!
AND
2. I have finally figured out why military wives are stereotyped as fat and ugly with too many kids! No really, I have just completed a personal study on the subject!! lol So here it is in the easy to follow, scientific format!
Hypothesis Statement:
Military spouses have various unhealthy coping methods for getting through the stresses of being married to the military (read deployments here)!
Background:
1. A box of cookies usually lasts a good length of time in my house. I eat 5 cookies in a day or two with a glass of milk.
2. Raising kids is stressful, raising kids alone while continually worrying over the welfare of your husband is really stressful.
3. Getting to the gym with kids who are too young to be in school regularly is impossible!
4. Drinking alcohol regularly does count as being a drunk!
5. Soldiers tend to deploy for a year, every other year. Due to this, you can easily tell the deployment rotation of any post by how busy it is in the L&D ward!
Research:
1. 5 boxes of cookies have gone through this house in the past month. They usually go in 2 day each! (Half a box per day!)
2. More than half the days in the past month I have desperately thanked God I am nursing, so I did not grab the Jack.
3. I tried going to the gym on the days Keirnan is in hourly daycare and just taking James with me to the base's parent workout room. So not worth it since its the smallest room in the gym and only has cardio machines and no room to even stretch! I have an elliptical at home and room to stretch! It was more hassle than it was worth!
4. The terrible twos don't start when a magical switch is flipped on a child's second birthday! They actually tend to start a bit earlier!
Discussion:
I have never been an emotionally eater. I have also always had a high metabolism. Though, it did slow down a bit in adulthood! While not being an emotional eater, I have been a bit of an emotional drinker- really! Ask any of my college friends! I had a tendency to drink myself into oblivion and cry into random toilets! Yeah, not my best moments, but some do make for amusing stories!
I have had some pretty nasty days in the past few weeks. At one point I actually curled up on the kitchen floor and just cried. (Keirnan saved the day by coming to give me a hug and kiss and just sitting on my lap! Have I mentioned how great my kid is!?) I know I have been blessed with 2 amazing little boys, and I thank God every day for blessing me with them. But it doesn't make days where they are both teething and/or sick any easier! And at 22 months and 4 months, neither really approves, or understands, when I can't make everything all better with a wave of my hand, or why I have to give the other attention also! This of course, means I have to admit I am not a super mom and that just rips me up! So, when the boys are finally in bed and I have a moment to myself, I turn to my good friend chocolate, since Jack is off the table due to nursing James!
As to that, drinking has been off the table for me since I got pregnant with Keirnan in August 2008. I literally had just stopped nursing him when I got pregnant with James! So, I have had exactly 1 glass of wine in 2.5 years! Surprise, surprise, I made a comment as I was drinking it about being pregnant, and a couple days later tested positive! Oops! But, in keeping pregnant or nursing I am not becoming a complete drunk like I think I would otherwise! Really, its a good coping mechanism for me since I don't get hangovers!
So, all this comes together to, in my mind, prove that military wives choose to be fat, but good, moms over being skinny drunks, and most likely not so good moms! Its a trade off I'll take any day! In the meantime, I am going to try to keep the chocolate out of the house most the time and just take it a day at a time!
*Disclaimers: (Isn't sad I am doing this?!)
-Yes, I know I am not fat, but I do have more fat on me than I would like. As in, I am out of shape!
- No, not every military wife is fat, and yes, some do have the ability to get to the gym. I am not a very motivated person since the gym is not just down the street. (I was doing well in Germany when we lived on post and it was right there!) It takes longer to get everyone packed up and get there than I spend time there!
- No, having kids is not just a coping mechanism for military families! Most of us do actually love our kids and have them on purpose!
-And here it is, the big one: I am SARCASTIC!! This is my highly sarcastic way of making light of my personal situation!! If you read this and feel I am talking about you, guess what- I'm not! Sorry, you're just not that special to me! If I'm talking about you, you'll know it!! (Don't worry, I am sure to eventually touch on the subject of pettiness in the military! lol)
1. Never blog when you are emotional. Last night I chose to not be an emotional blogger and instead relaxed and ended my day with the joys of the past weekend! So, that is my goal- to never be the emotional blogger because when I get emotional, it gets messy!!
AND
2. I have finally figured out why military wives are stereotyped as fat and ugly with too many kids! No really, I have just completed a personal study on the subject!! lol So here it is in the easy to follow, scientific format!
Hypothesis Statement:
Military spouses have various unhealthy coping methods for getting through the stresses of being married to the military (read deployments here)!
Background:
1. A box of cookies usually lasts a good length of time in my house. I eat 5 cookies in a day or two with a glass of milk.
2. Raising kids is stressful, raising kids alone while continually worrying over the welfare of your husband is really stressful.
3. Getting to the gym with kids who are too young to be in school regularly is impossible!
4. Drinking alcohol regularly does count as being a drunk!
5. Soldiers tend to deploy for a year, every other year. Due to this, you can easily tell the deployment rotation of any post by how busy it is in the L&D ward!
Research:
1. 5 boxes of cookies have gone through this house in the past month. They usually go in 2 day each! (Half a box per day!)
2. More than half the days in the past month I have desperately thanked God I am nursing, so I did not grab the Jack.
3. I tried going to the gym on the days Keirnan is in hourly daycare and just taking James with me to the base's parent workout room. So not worth it since its the smallest room in the gym and only has cardio machines and no room to even stretch! I have an elliptical at home and room to stretch! It was more hassle than it was worth!
4. The terrible twos don't start when a magical switch is flipped on a child's second birthday! They actually tend to start a bit earlier!
Discussion:
I have never been an emotionally eater. I have also always had a high metabolism. Though, it did slow down a bit in adulthood! While not being an emotional eater, I have been a bit of an emotional drinker- really! Ask any of my college friends! I had a tendency to drink myself into oblivion and cry into random toilets! Yeah, not my best moments, but some do make for amusing stories!
I have had some pretty nasty days in the past few weeks. At one point I actually curled up on the kitchen floor and just cried. (Keirnan saved the day by coming to give me a hug and kiss and just sitting on my lap! Have I mentioned how great my kid is!?) I know I have been blessed with 2 amazing little boys, and I thank God every day for blessing me with them. But it doesn't make days where they are both teething and/or sick any easier! And at 22 months and 4 months, neither really approves, or understands, when I can't make everything all better with a wave of my hand, or why I have to give the other attention also! This of course, means I have to admit I am not a super mom and that just rips me up! So, when the boys are finally in bed and I have a moment to myself, I turn to my good friend chocolate, since Jack is off the table due to nursing James!
As to that, drinking has been off the table for me since I got pregnant with Keirnan in August 2008. I literally had just stopped nursing him when I got pregnant with James! So, I have had exactly 1 glass of wine in 2.5 years! Surprise, surprise, I made a comment as I was drinking it about being pregnant, and a couple days later tested positive! Oops! But, in keeping pregnant or nursing I am not becoming a complete drunk like I think I would otherwise! Really, its a good coping mechanism for me since I don't get hangovers!
So, all this comes together to, in my mind, prove that military wives choose to be fat, but good, moms over being skinny drunks, and most likely not so good moms! Its a trade off I'll take any day! In the meantime, I am going to try to keep the chocolate out of the house most the time and just take it a day at a time!
*Disclaimers: (Isn't sad I am doing this?!)
-Yes, I know I am not fat, but I do have more fat on me than I would like. As in, I am out of shape!
- No, not every military wife is fat, and yes, some do have the ability to get to the gym. I am not a very motivated person since the gym is not just down the street. (I was doing well in Germany when we lived on post and it was right there!) It takes longer to get everyone packed up and get there than I spend time there!
- No, having kids is not just a coping mechanism for military families! Most of us do actually love our kids and have them on purpose!
-And here it is, the big one: I am SARCASTIC!! This is my highly sarcastic way of making light of my personal situation!! If you read this and feel I am talking about you, guess what- I'm not! Sorry, you're just not that special to me! If I'm talking about you, you'll know it!! (Don't worry, I am sure to eventually touch on the subject of pettiness in the military! lol)
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