So Long, Farewell…
As I think I mentioned in an earlier post, a decision has been made and we are in the process of moving back to Texas to be near family during this dreadful deployment. Unfortunately, that means leaving behind my MomTalk team. Although it took a lot of praying and fighting the right answer because I didn’t necessarily WANT to do it, I know that I need to do this. I’ve definitely had my fair share of answered prayers so I know when to listen to the spirit, even it means leaving a place that means so much to me. The kids are sad to be leaving new friends that they’ve acquired over the year of living on base. They’re sad to be leaving their school that’s so close to home which allows them to ride their bike or walk to school. They’re sad to be leaving our awesome house with
Future Paparazzi?
Do you ever wonder if the personality traits and interests your kids exhibit when they’re little will translate into what they become as an adult? I do. I think about it all the time. I think Jakob will become a Marine for sure. Kora I’m not completely sure yet, but I know she’ll be something that requires a TON of confidence. Miah is going to be into motor sports, something outdoorsy for sure. Gus is a little too small to tell just yet, but Isaak? Oh yes, I know what Isaak will be. Isaak has a SMALL obsession with taking pictures and by small I mean that he wants to do it 24/7 snap, snap, snap, picture after picture. He loves to be behind the camera, he loves to be in front of it, he just LOVES the camera. I have to be careful about where I put my camera
The Lowes Are Feeling Low
Well, it’s official. I am now a part of the deployed spouses club. Not necessarily the type of club I’ve ever dreamed about being in, but nonetheless, still in it. It’s only been a few days and it already feels like weeks. I stare at my calendar flipping the pages to the return date and it just seems so FAAAAAR away. The kids seem to be doing just fine, thankfully. I think they must be WAY stronger than I am. The two big kids have emotional breakdowns every now and then over silly things that translate into, “I miss dad”, but other than that, they’ve been great. Miah, my middle child, hasn’t shown any emotion whatsoever. He completely took me by surprise because he’s my MOST emotional kid by FAR. Isaak has actually been the worst with the new changes. Granted, he’s been without his dad for longer than a
Picky Palate
It happens every time I walk through the grocery store. I get that itch. I go down the baby row and I just stand there and stare at all the fun little baby food. All the meals and snacks call my name for me to buy them and try them out. All the jars reach out for me to take them home. I always see all these cute moms feeding their adorable babies wearing bibs, making airplane noise and wiping their messy mouths with the spoon. I want to be that mom! I want to feed my baby! Sometimes I give in and I load my cart up with a million different choices that I just KNOW Gus will HAVE to love…this time. But alas, it never fails. I end up with a pantry or fridge FULL of opened jars that I TRIED to feed Gus and he just wouldn’t
Dads Are Hot Too!
After watching my Lover push my babies in our double stroller at the zoo last week and almost drooling all over my shirt, I realized that the things I find attractive in men has changed significantly since I was a teenager (which was the last time I was even looking at other men, ahem). I decided I’d like to list the top 10 things I think are THE HOTTEST things my Lover does. In no particular order, they are: 1. Wear his wedding ring even though I know how much it drives him crazy to have jewelry on. 2. Offer to push the babies in the stroller and then TRY to fold it and put it away. 3. Mop the crusted cheerios and sticky juice spills off the kitchen floor. 4. Clean the bathrooms which are covered in tooth paste and wet balls of toilet paper. 5. Wash and vacuum
A Toast to Friendship
The thing I love about our family is that we do our best to make big decisions together. Austin and I love to sit down with the kids and openly discuss what our options are so they feel involved and know that their opinion is valuable. We don’t always see eye to eye on decisions and we don’t always base the answer on what the kids want, but this time it worked out in their favor. The kids LOVE Texas. They’ve lived there for most of their lives and they have a lot of old friends there that they are really close to. When we told them that we had decided it would be best to return to Texas during my husband’s upcoming deployment, they were ecstatic about being able to be close to their grandparents (who will do a god job of distracting them from being sad) as well
