I’m a terrible blogger. It’s been MONTHS since I shared any tidbits, steals, anything…… I’m resolving to do better. I actually have ideas for posts written down on a piece of paper next to my bed. (I think that’s part of my problem, I’m still kind of old school, I LOVE physically writing my thoughts down.)

In the past 6-8 months lots has changed. My family moved into a new house, so much nicer than the old house. My best friend (of my adult life) and her wonderfully beautiful family moved to Guam. Yup GUAM! A tiny island 15 hours ahead of my time zone. Thanks Navy for tearing away the person that kept me sane, listened to my problems, kicked my butt, provided reality checks, gave me a shoulder to cry on, loved my children as her own and let me love her son as my own. I was secure in knowing that whatever came up Amanda would be there for it, and I knew I would be there for her too. Weird noises in the middle of the night? Ring, ring “Hey was that a plane that nearly crash landed on our houses? Or is the Air Force just doing midnight fly bys?”  Ring, Ring “The police are using your car port as a stake out/planning area bc your neighbor’s house was invaded by a crazy guy with a gun? (true story)” Added to that, the husband has received word that while we’re on shore duty he’ll be spending a significant amount of the next yr in VA. 9 weeks gone, 6 weeks home for the next 360 days.  We’re also thinking about getting a dog.

Like I said, lots of stuff.  I’ve handled most of the changes well, ok so I’ve needed some help. But I’m adjusting and I’m making new friends and enjoying the ones that haven’t left, yet. I was even able to take the kids back “home” to San Diego for a 3 week vacation. That was so nice, they were able to bond with both sides of the family. I was able to relax and let other people chase the kids around.

With all of this going on we’ve had a few rough days, days where we miss people.

Today was one of those days, it was a little heart breaking for me.

Our Boy has asked to see Ethan and telling me he wants to go visit Ethan, Amanda and Conor. From the time I picked him up from school till he went to bed I must’ve heard him tell me how much he misses Ethan 1000 times. At one point I called Amanda, in tears just to try to give Our Boy a chance to chat with Ethan. I did the math wrong and woke her up at 6am, I thought it was 9am. Luckily for her, Ethan was still in bed asleep…unfortunately that meant she also had to hear Our Boy tell her how much he missed Ethan and how Our Boy “just wants you to come visit.” (Our Boy uses this phrase alot “I just_______”  I just love you, I just need___ I just ). Amanda was able to tell OB that Ethan drew him a card and would be mailing it very soon.  That made OB happy.  

I love that the boys are so close and love each other and miss each other like crazy. I can hardly wait until Amanda’s family is on the Mainland, or at least closer than 3 planes and 15+ hours (each way). I am so thankful for Facebook, Skype, and phones! But it’s not the same as being 2 blocks away, seeing each other everyday for hours and texting or calling when we’re not together. As I type this it makes me think we sound like a couple that has separated, or broken up.

Another thought just ran through my head… I’m so grateful to the Navy for adding to my family. For bringing Amanda’s family into our lives.

 I need to win the lotto, or inherit a fortune (but from an unknown distant family member) so our family can fly to Guam.

This is one of those posts that a guy should not read. Or maybe he should, because it is an AWESOME idea.

It’s winter (duh!) and it’s cold (DUH!!!) so our heater is running pretty much 24/7. Which means it’s DRY in our house…. like Sahara desert dry. My skin doesn’t handle dry well, especially my lips. They crack, they burn, they HURT! I’ve only been able to temporarily fix this issue, until 3 years ago.

You see 3 years ago my mom, 3 month old son, and I were driving from San Diego to South Carolina. I was nursing my son and had a tiny tube of lanolin cream in case of chapping. I’m very fortunate that wasn’t a problem, but my mom’s lips weren’t doing as well.

What does this woman do? She grabs my tube of Lanolin and rubs some of it on her LIPS! What? But it’s for my NIPS!

Me: “Ummm, Mom? Yuck.”

Mom: “What it’s for chapping right?”

Me: “But it’s for my nips….”

Mom: “Well it works and you weren’t using it.”

Me: “But         it’s           for         my          nips.”

Mom: (exasperated sigh) “Grow up.”

Skip forward to 3 weeks ago. We’re on baby #2, I have a little bit a chapping. A lot on my lips. So I try mom’s gross trick.

IT WORKED!!! My lips feel AH-MAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ladies you should try it, it is a little greasy at first.  You get used to it.

Now if only I could get my husband to try it.

Happy Thanksgiving all!

As I mentioned in my last post we are headed home in the near future, so our family isn’t doing Thanksgiving. Well in a sense.
We’re not cooking anything this year. We’re just invading our friends’ homes and devouring all of their yummy Thanksgiving food! Thank goodness for friends that are just as good as family.
I call these people our “Navy Family” and I love them!
This year two of our Navy families are having us over. The kids and I have already been to one house and in a few minutes (after the naps are over) we’ll be headed out for the second.
I’ll have to tell you about our exit from the first Thanksgiving meal. All I can say is I’m VERY thankful for understanding friends, and that God blessed me with a dose of patience and a break from my back pain.

I would love to hear your favorite/most embarrassing/humorous Thanksgiving stories.

There is really only one reason I’m so excited for the Holiday season this year, my WHOLE  family will be taking a trip back home! My Boy, My Girl, My Sailor, and My I are all headed to San Diego the second week of December. This will also be the first time since leaving for boot camp, two and a half years ago, that My Sailor can go home. It’s been over a year since the kids and I have been back to San Diego (ok My Girl was a tiny tadpole the last time we were there… but still).

My Sailor and I are very fortunate to have both sets of parents living in the same city. It makes deciding where to go for the holidays a lot easier. But it does make balancing our time tricky. His parents don’t have the room for all 4 of us to stay with them, so we stay with my parents. A hotel is too expensive, but this time I’m thinking about doing it for a night or two. (There’s no way My Sailor will agree to that though)

There’s really only one part of this trip that has been a little tricky, where I’ve had to be careful not to offend anyone. We’re taking Our Boy, 2.5 yrs old, to DISNEYLAND(!) for the FIRST time EVER!!!!!! And EVERYONE wants to go. But My Sailor and I want to be selfish and keep this special trip to ourselves, just the 3 of us. So far I think I have been very tactful, and gracious in telling everyone “No, thank you, but you’re not invited to The Most Magical Place on Earth with us.” The hardest one was My Mom; I was asking her to watch Our Girl for us while we go… “Oh, Your Dad and I would  love to go with you guys!”  “Oh, well….. we were sort of hoping, to umm, just be the three of us.” (How did I not see that coming.) Next My Brother and His Girlfriend, the MIL, and finally My Sister-in-Law #2. (Sister in law #1 and MS’s brother just had a baby… I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t want to come.)

I LOVE all of Our Family…. I just really want to enjoy our day and see how happy Our Boy is when he spots Mickey for the first time. Rather than worrying if everyone is having fun, going to the rides they want to, figuring out who’s going to watch Our Girl while we go on rides (oh, man and all the things that go along with taking a 7 month old to Disneyland), finding a place to eat that everyone/most everyone wants to eat at, etc.

Ok, now how do I fit 50 places that I miss eating at into 8 days?

My Boy had his first sleep over last weekend!

Amanda (my best Navy buddy) wanted…NEEDED a date night with her husband, and also NEEDED to sleep in the next morning. So Her Boy came to stay the night last Saturday. It’s kind of a funny situation, My Boy lived at Amanda’s house for 3 days when My Girl was born ( I really do need to tell this story, I’ll get on that). So, sleeping at some one else’s house is old hat to him. Her Boy has not slept away from home yet (other than vacations where they are all together).

Here are some pictures from the night.

They slept through the night! Her Boy didn’t ask for his Mommy at all, they didn’t fight. It was wonderful! We ate pancakes, veggie breakfast sausage, and strawberries for breakfast.

I’m thinking of doing it again.

Wife of a Sailor has a wonderful meme for military spouses to link up to every week. She posts 5 questions and we answer them. It’s fun to get to know other spouses and see their answers. Even better are the really cool blogs I’ve found while link hoping from Wife Of a Sailor’s blog.

  1. If you had to be shipwrecked on a deserted island, but all your human needs – such as food and water – were taken care of, what two items would you want to have with you? My family (stretching that into 1 thing) and sunscreen. I’m a pale skinned, redhead I wouldn’t do well on a deserted island.
  2. If you were a salad, what kind of dressing would you have? Either Ruby Tuesday’s Ranch, a wonderful mix of creaminess and seasoning or the amazing basalmic vinegar that my husband made last week, sweet and tangy. 
  3. If you had to live on a ranch, what kind of animals would you raise/own? HA! The kind that can take care of themselves. I’m totally useless around big smelly animals, or places that big smelly animals live.
  4. If your life was was portrayed as a movie, who would you choose to play you and your significant other? Alyson Hannigan for me… She’s the only celeb that I remotely resemble and I’m ok with that. My husband is kind of a Jason Segel-ish guy. Both are from How I Met Your Mother.
  5. What was the last thing you put a stamp on (envelope, duh, but what was in the envelope)? A check to our HOA. Lame! But tomorrow I’m going to be mailing a thank you card to my husband’s aunt and cousin, I just haven’t stuck the stamp on the envelope yet. They made (knit) My Boy an amazing blanket when he was a baby, and now My Girl is using it. I want one for myself, it’s so pretty and very heavy.

So I’ll be the first to admit… I haven’t been so good with this blog.

There are reasons, I started it when I was 7 months pregnant. Then I had My Girl, we had family come help us for a month.

No really, first my dad came out for a week and took care of My Boy while My Girl and I had an extended stay in the hospital. My mom came out the day my dad left. She stayed for a week, 24 hours after she left my husband’s parents came out for a week. Our little family had some alone time for about a week and then my brother and his girl friend came to visit.

The Husband had paternity leave for 10 days, that some how became 14 days (I’ll have to write the story of how My Girl came into the world). He went back to work while his parents were in town. After that first month of company the house seemed so much quieter, and emptier, and lonelier. I was left alone to figure out how to be a mom to two kids, most of the time on my own. That’s the life of a Navy wife.

My Girl is nearly 7 months old and I’m finally getting the hang of it. 

So, I’ve decided to try to be a more active blogger; not just a Meme Queen. (Though I will be doing MilSpouse Friday Fill-Ins)

There have been some changes. Amanda isn’t going to be blogging here… or not often. I’m still going to be offering “Steals” but hey, that’s a really hard thing to do all the time, so they will be sprinkled in here.  

I’ll be writing about life, being a mom to a toddler and infant, being a Navy wife, and some ideas to steal.

Happy Stealing!


It’s time for MilSpouse Friday Fill-In! Head over to Wife of a Sailor to join in.

Were you named after anyone?

Yes, a waitress at a diner. My parents loved her name, and then miss spelled it on my birth certificate. (Oh, I go by my middle name Katie, not my first name.)

 

What color, if any, are your toenails usually painted?

I haven’t had a pedi in a LOOOOOOONG time, man do I need one. But I usually pick a deep pink or red color.

How do you flush a public toilet? Hands? Feet? Something else?

It depends on where we are. Ball Park, nasty looking restraunt feet. Cleaner places I’ll use my hand. But I always wash my hands….. and I never, ever take a mint from the bowl on the way out. (Have you seen the episode of Gilmore Girls when Rory talks about “Pee Mints”?)

 
When you were a little kid, which TV character did you have a crush on?

Charles, from Charles in Charge. And Zach Morris. Loved those guys!

Let’s say you had to lose one of your five senses (sight, hearing, touch, taste, and smell). Which one would you choose? Why?

Smell, there are so many nasty ones out there that I wouldn’t mind not smelling ever again.

 
 
 

I love answering all of the questions that Wife of a Sailor posts every Thursday night. If you’re a MilSpouse and want to join in click on her name, you know, up there and link up. I’ve found lots of great milspouse blogs through this link up.

Here I go:

A different twist on last week’s question. This week, the first question is: what’s the nicest thing a MILSPOUSE has ever done for you? (brought to you from navy_smurfette)
The answer to this one is SUPER easy for me to answer, no thought at all.      

I was fortunate enough to have family visit through out the first month of “My Girl’s” life (she’s my second child). Then all of the sudden they left, hubby had to go back to work. I was alone, with 2 kids. I was exhausted still recovering from a c-section taking care of a  week old and a 2 yr old. The nights were the worst, especially bed time. I had My Boy to put to bed and My Girl would spend 1-2 hrs crying right at his bed time. My friend Amanda came to my rescue, every night for 2 or 3 weeks. At bed time Amanda would show up, she’s take My Girl while I tucked in My Boy. Amanda stayed and held My Girl for an hour or two every night. We watched Real HouseWives, chatted, and I relaxed and caught my breath.

How often do you drive faster than the speed limit?

Ummm, on base? Rarely. Off base… more than I should. Usually I drive about 5 MPH over the speed limit. I justify it by mentally noting that EVERYONE else is driving MUCH fast than me. It’s true too…. in South Carolina the drivers are horrible, they speed and tail-gate all while driving half in each lane on a 2 lane road. It’s scary.

Did you have a nickname in school? If so, what was it?

I have red hair… so my lovely nickname was Fire Crotch. Yup. Nice right?

If your life was a book, what would the title be and how would it end?

I was just thinking about how EVERYONE is writing a book, and how if I wrote a book it would be pretty lame.  

Look back (in your planner if you have one) to September 14th… what did you do that day?

The only thing written on that day is that My Girl did her first set of push ups. She was 4 months old. So I’m guessing we played outside, took a walk, and hung out in the house. (See a pretty boring story)

  1. What’s the nicest thing a stranger has ever done for you?    It’s going to sounds silly. When our second baby was born I was terrified of going out alone with our two kids. I had no idea how I was going to manage both of them. My first solo outing was to Little Ceaser’s for $5 pizza. It was raining, I had baby girl in the car seat, my 2 yr old was begging me to hold his hand while I was trying to carry both pizzas and a bag of bread sticks out the door and to my car. A sailor came over and offered to take the pizzas to my car for me. He even gave my son a bouncy ball from the little gumball machine thingy. It was a little tiny thing, but in my post c-section, post pregnancy hormonal state it was AMAZING! I cried in my car on the way home. (stupid right?)

 

  1. If you are having a hard time going to sleep, what do you do to help yourself?    HAHA! Ummm, cold medicine? Kidding (kind of) If I can’t sleep it’s because I have too much on my mind, so I try to write it all down. Then I get out of bed. If I can’t get tired I just go back and lay down and toss and turn…THEN cold medicine!
  2. Name something that makes you wish you were a kid again.   responsibility. I watch my son and see how carefree his life is. I miss that. I also listen to younger  Navy wives or my unmarried/childless civilian friends talk about their lives. You wouldn’t believe the number of pub crawls/tropical vacations/spontaneous purchases these people make. (Yes I’m jealous, but only a little until my kids smile at me.)
  3. What is something you never believed until you experienced it?    That you can love two kids the same amount, just in different ways. 
  4. What can’t you say “no” to? Dark chocolate.

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