Everyone has challenges and everyone handles their challenges differently. I'm a shut downer. I do what I need to and then I go home and read a book. So having my husband gone for a large block of time is testing my skills. I haven't posted in about a month, not necessarily because I don't have anything to say, but rather because I don't want to say it. I'm actually doing really well as a single wife and I think we're finally getting a functioning unit together. Baby Lu is crawling. And standing in his crib. And eating everything. Walker is his usual pain in the butt self. and me? Well I'm doing good. I'll try to find the umph to post more often now that my travels are complete. Possibly even about something more interesting than my antisocial behavior. (I have been reading my usual blogs btw...just not commenting. I know. I'm fired.) =)
A military wife is mostly girl. But there are times, such as when her husband is away and she is mowing the lawn or fixing a youngster's bike, that she begins to suspect she is also boy. She usually comes in three sizes: petite, plump and pregnant. During the early years of her marriage it is often hard to determine which size is her normal one. She has babies all over the world and measures time in terms of places as other women do in years.
I'm a 23 year old wife and mom trying to find a place in the world. I'm my husband's mistress since he's married to the army. I love to read, cook, and eat, not necessarily in that order. I live, I laugh, I cry, and sometimes I even get it right.