I clutched the steering wheel a little harder as another tightening pain encircled around my belly. Ouchhh. Stupid fake contractions. A pause. My mind began to wander. How’s Alia doing in the backseat? Man, I can’t wait for this dessert. Why are the boys taking so long? Maybe tomorrow–eek, that one hurt. Wait. Those were close together too…? My husband had taken my son into the grocery store to picktell me the rest!
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I’m now approximately 8436 months pregnant and counting
The contractions began, radiating heat and throbbing in my lower back, as I was discussing an insurance claim with our Geico agent on a blustery January morning. They were 3 minutes apart and lasting over a minute–and I was 32 weeks pregnant. My midwife asked me to come in for a NST after I adamantly insisted it wasn’t necessary for me to go straight to the hospital and the secondtell me the rest!
When your hormones and your circumstances are at war
I’ve found myself in an odd state lately. Today, I’m 36+4 weeks pregnant. Little mister could show up any day, and instead of painting the nursery and dreaming about taking him to the park next door, I’m house hunting for homes in a different state. That’s right–we’re moving again. We don’t know when, we don’t know where, but we know it’s coming. The shift work is slowly killing our familytell me the rest!
19 lessons I learned in 2019
2019 has been a year of change. Every part of our lives have changed–from the jobs, to the location, to our marriage, our family, our living situation–everything. The kids and I moved three times. My husband moved four times. From the east coast to southwest to farther north on the east coast. My husband got out of the military and we were a civilian family for the first time ever.tell me the rest!
Christmas isn’t what I expected
Everyone dreams of Christmas morning. It’s the subject of songs and movies and stories and literal dreams. I had dreams too. This Christmas was a simple one for us, and I knew it would be–my husband has worked nights most of the month, so we haven’t seen him for more than a handful of hours at once since November, and then he switched back to days today and he’ll worktell me the rest!
If you’re feeling lonely this Christmas
I suppose it’s my own fault it’s after 10pm this chilly December 5th and I’m still wide awake. The kids fell asleep almost two hours ago, exhausted after a morning grocery shopping, an afternoon Christmas decorating, and no naps. Their mother is quite exhausted herself, but she made the mistake of drinking a cup of coffee during dinner. My husband made it hot and fresh before he left for histell me the rest!
An unexpected move to DC–and staying faithful in the waiting
Fourty-some days ago, I hopped on an airplane once more–myself, my 19 month old, and my three year old–in an unexpected move across the country, to Virginia. The plan was to move in February. To buy a house, to find stability, and while we waited, to stay for six months in Colorado with my parents while my husband adjusted to his civilian job. But of course, it was not goodtell me the rest!
Seven moves in six years…and we’re doing it again
Penang, Malaysia to Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia when I was in the middle of my senior year of high school. After Kuala Lumpur, it was off to Santa Barbara, then a year in England which was cut short due to a certain proposal from a certain Marine. He was stationed on the west coast, and a year and a half later we PCS’d to the east coast, then across that state,tell me the rest!
What’s it like moving into the civilian world?
Getting out was anticlimactic, and felt somewhat like flying down a ginormous, slippery slide and slamming straight into a concrete wall. Oh, and then someone dropped a refrigerator on our heads.
Tips and tricks for flying (especially alone) with two young kids
If acting as a pack mule is inevitable, at least do it wisely.