We’re officially three months down with this stupid deployment! I’m really proud of us! Since Sky left we’ve adopted a puppy sister, stained the deck, painted a bathroom and spare bedroom, redecorated our bedroom, decorated the front and back yards, washed the car a dozen times (I must be bored, I literally washed my car maybe once since I was 18), explored clarksville, taken a couple trips to Nashville, finished the entire Netflix series of Pretty Little Liars and have since worked our way to season 3 of Vampire Diaries. We’ve had to get rid of a snake that wanted to curl up in our bedroom, really I just had to open the back door and he left willingly, I tried to free a lizard from a sticky bug trap in the garage, no luck, poor guy. B has learned to crawl, pull my hair on purpose, reach to grab my hand, eat all by himself, and almost has 4 brand new teeth!
I’m really thankful that we’ve been able to talk to Sky as much as we have. He got to FaceTime us yesterday. B knows his face and cries for dada when he reaches for my phone. The I pad was probably the best thing we could have bought for Sky before he left.
I got into a rut this month after I stopped feeling so motivated and the days started to drag. I had to call my mom a few times and just vent. It helps so much to have someone positive to talk to when I start to feel anxious and alone. I have to pray all through the day to keep from feeling overwhelmed sometimes.
The day I was out back staining the deck I had been worried about Sky and I was stressed and feeling pretty sad and the doorbell rang. I usually don’t answer it because I’m a huge sucker when people try to sell me anything, but I just had a feeling I should. My hair was in a ratty bun and I was covered in paint but I answered the door anyway. The sweetest girl was trying to sell books to make money for pay for school, and after I told her that my husband was gone she asked if she could pray for him with me. Here I am standing on the porch looking like such a mess, holding hands with a complete stranger, and bawling my eyes out because she knew exactly everything I needed to hear in that moment. Before she left I told her she was an angel and we were both crying.
For the most part it hasn’t been too bad. I love our neighborhood, I feel safe, the neighbors are all really friendly and we’ve met nice friends. We go to a church that I love. Our family has been really helpful even if its just through the phone and a couple packages in the mail. I have a really sweet baby. He will usually will let me get things done around the house and just observe from his jumpy or pack and play and he has fun on all our adventures. I’m grateful that we’ve had to go through this. It’s shown me that I can get a lot done by myself but that it’s ok to need help sometimes. And when Sky gets home I’ll appreciate our adventures together as a family so much more 🙂