Father’s Day

Being in the military is definitely a dedication. My husband was in the field my last week of pregnancy. He got to come home “early” when I went into labor and he got 10 days of paternity leave — although there’s some up-in-the-air possible 21 days of paternity leave in the military that no one seems to be aware of or implemented yet.

He was home for about a week before he had to leave for another 2.5 weeks out in the field again. So he’s hardly gotten to spend any time with our new baby at all.

It’s especially hard, and sad, that he won’t get to spend our son’s first Father’s Day with him — thus is the life of an infantry officer, they’re basically guaranteed to deploy, so they are constantly training for deployment; which means they are never around. It definitely takes its toll on the family dynamic.

Happy Father’s Day to my hubby. He is the best provider for our family. I know that everything he does is for us. ♡

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*(Update: I found out it was 10-miles, not 10K… so even better because 10-miles is definitely a longer distance than 10-kilometers, ha!)


So incredibly proud of my husband — he ran the Army 10-Miler Qualifier in an hour this morning (and in the rain too!). #ScreamingEagles

I knew he’d do really good though, since he always excels in these types of events, like being recognized by the commanding general for coming in first for the 12-mile ruck march when he earned his EIB two years ago.

We are all so incredibly proud of him. Another feather in his cap, almost as exciting as his Bronze Star Medal for Afghanistan. ♡

I wish I wasn’t so sick and miserable so I could have cheered him on (I actually think I caught a cold from my little snot-nose daughter!).

Best Hubby Award ♡

My hubby is AMAZING. ♡

I got food poisoning. I can’t be sure, but I think it was from Subway’s (in Columbus, GA, off of Veterans Blvd — the location with the 31909 zip code). I ate a foot-long tuna on Monday, by the next day around 10AM, I had severe abdominal pain. I seriously thought something was wrong because it hurt so bad.

It was sporadic, and because I’m entering my third trimester, I couldn’t be sure if it was my intestines or my uterus that was in such excruciating pain. I figured I’d just let it pass, but then I had diarrhea and vomiting too in the afternoon (and I haven’t thrown up in like a month). The pain was so intense I was worried about the baby, but I waited it out until the next day.

By Wednesday morning I was still feeling the sporadic, severe pain. I couldn’t even take Ava to school because I was so ill. Danny took her to school, and then he drove me to the ER on base. When we went to check in, the receptionist told us to go to Labor and Delivery. We stayed there until a little past 11:15AM.

I can’t believe how incredibly lucky I am to have such a great guy. I definitely don’t deserve him. I am such a spoil brat, and I know it too!

When we came home I fell asleep and he went in the afternoon to pick Ava up from school (an hour round-trip each time). Last night he went out very late at night, because I was on the couch in such agonizing pain, to buy me my favorite drinks and fruits.

The doctor says the baby seems fine, and says my symptoms seem to be either a gastrointestinal infection like food poisoning or the stomach flu. He says there wasn’t really anything he could give me for it, that I just had to let it run its course; plenty of liquids to replace the lost fluids from the diarrhea and vomiting, and bed rest.

Everyone keeps saying I need to gain more weight, but I’ve always been petite to begin with; and that makes me wonder, do they tell overweight women to lose weight like they’re always telling me to gain more? Anyway, my hubby was worried about my lack of weight gain so he bought me a month supply of this drink that they give people in developing countries and geriatrics to help them gain weight. I didn’t think I like it… but it kind of tastes like Ensure or Slim Fast, are those even around anymore???

My husband is so wonderful. I have been such a “dependa” during this pregnancy, and he really does baby me. He’s cooked, cleaned, goes to work, pay the bills, takes care of me and our daughter (and he has one of the most stressful occupations in any career field) — I love him so much.

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Congratulations to my hubby — he has earned his German proficiency badge, gold level.

To add on to his stellar Army career: the Army called while we were on our honeymoon last year to give him the Bronze Star Medal for his deployment in Afghanistan; he has completed Air Assault and Airborne, Ranger, and served with a LRS company; and he was recognized by the commanding general when he was at Fort Hood for earning his EIB (because he came in first for the 12-mile ruck march and Objective Bull)… oh, and earning his MBA.

Two more jumps and he’ll qualify for Jumpmaster (I am hoping he’ll be able to get his jumps in while we are at Campbell); I know he was disappointed that he wasn’t able to get two more jumps in before heading to Afghanistan — he would have gone to Pathfinder School if he hadn’t spent a month doing the selection process for SFAB at Bragg; but thank God because the branch manager called to tell us he has a choice of his top picks (Campbell or Hawaii).

We are all so proud of him. ♡

Ode to my hubby ♡

In a previous post, I wrote about overcoming disappointment — I’ve always said that God loves me the most…

My hubby was given his top two choices from his branch manager, Hawai’i or Kentucky. Now, I know you’re probably thinking that’s a no-brainer, but the thing is… Fort Campbell is only four hours from Cincinnati, where my hubby’s from… and it’s where I wanted to go.

I know he’s extremely disappointed, and he felt very much forced to give up Hawai’i — which I know is everyone’s top choice and an amazing opportunity; but I rather be closer to family with a new baby on the way. Also, it would have been very expensive for me to travel back to NYC like I do now, and the flight would have been like 17 hours long or more from HI.

Besides, Campbell is better for his career. He will most likely deploy to Iraq or Africa, and as an infantry officer he needs to be deployable to various locations… yet, I can’t help but have remorse, regret, and feel very guilty for making him give up Hawai’i.

I appreciate him so much for doing everything he can to make me happy, and I wish this didn’t make him so miserable. I know he feels like he’ll never get another chance at HI, but what are the odds that luck would have given him his top two choices anyway? It’s not as if we were choosing HI vs. any other location other than Campbell; I mean, of course then I would have said we’re definitely going to HI… but what happened was we didn’t even choose Hawai’i as an option originally.

See, I told him to not even list it as a choice for the branch manager because no one ever gets HI, so he put Campbell down as his first choice… but a few days later the branch manager called to tell him that there’s two available openings for him, Campbell and HI, and that he needed an answer ASAP (by the next morning).

He was already excited and intent on going to Hawai’i, and he told me on the phone that we had two choices to pick from, but he wouldn’t tell me what they were. When I came home, he gave me a list of pros/cons because it was unbelievable that we got our first choice and a top location choice to pick from.

We discussed it for over two hours, and eventually he gave in and I got what I wanted… but I know he feels a bit of regret and resentment for giving up Hawai’i to go somewhere like Ft. Campbell, KY. I love him so much for it though.

I told him that he can always hold it over me — if we get into a fight, he can always say: What about the time I gave up Hawai’i because you wanted to live in Kentucky!?

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I love this photo of us.

Every woman wants a man to feel safe with; my guy is the best protector and provider for our little family, and we love him so much for it.

We are so proud of him for so many reasons: Bronze Star Medal for Afghanistan, LRS, Ranger School, Air Assault School, Airborne School (2 jumps away from qualifying for Jump Master…); getting his MBA, his EIB on the first try… the list is endless. He does so much for his country, the Army, his career — but especially for me. ♡

I never felt I needed a man to support me, as I’ve always pride myself on my independence; but do feel sometimes I need a protector, and I love having a man that I feel so safe and protected with. I seriously get so anxious when he’s away from home because I need a man in the house! (And because he fixes everything, gets all the stuff on the top shelves… and those annoying jars that just won’t open.)

I am so thankful to God for such a great man for a husband and father. ♡ — and because I know any children we have won’t end up being short, ha!

#FlashbackFridays

Happy Anniversary to Me ♡

*Update: Just wanted to share my anniversary flowers with my readers — it’s been two weeks since I’ve received them, and they are still alive! They still smell fragrant and look beautiful — I’ve received lots of flowers before, but these are definitely the longest lasting ones I’ve ever gotten! ♡

It’s been TWO WEEKS and they still look absolutely beautiful (they’re my anniversary flowers from the last week of March). ♡

In my maddening day yesterday (consisting of me fighting with WordPress over $26 — and typing in CAPLOCKS… I don’t even want to get into it…) — I had a happy moment in my gloomy day. My anniversary was a few days ago, and my flowers came in the afternoon. ♡

When I got them out of the box yesterday afternoon (it’s almost 2AM right now)… excuse my messy table!

My favorite — a sunflower mixed bouquet. (I was hoping for sunflowers as my wedding flowers, but since my mom-in-law is buying the flowers, we are going with traditional red roses) — I could tell her that she would save a lot of money on sunflowers instead of roses… but she’d probably say something like yellow doesn’t match any of my wedding colors.

They are on my bookcase now (I’m lying in bed, typing this on my Samsung Note with one finger), and the bouquet smells lovely. When I wake up in the morning, the sunflowers will have opened up more, and they will look beautiful. (I will update with a picture!) My daughter calls me the “sunflower queen”, ha!

I love sunflowers, but a lot of people are disappointed by them as cut flowers. I always see bad reviews for them — and I can only conclude that most women aren’t used to getting flowers from a commerical florist, or the only flowers they’ve ever gotten are from the buckets at the local supermarket by the checkout aisles. I, the so-named “sunflower queen”, need to defend my namesake.

The flowers in the dirty water buckets at Walmart and grocery stores die the next day and have no scent. Fresh cut flowers smells lovely, they are very fragrant. Commercial florists and suppliers ship cut flowers while they are still budding, that way the customers gets the maximum time out of the blooms.

I get so irritated when I see someone write a bad review about my favorite flowers, because they usually complain that they’ve received “wilted” or “dying” flowers — I supposed if you never grew flowers or aren’t used to getting flowers from an actual florist, they might look like that, especially with sunflowers… but I grow them every summer, and florists cut them when the petals are still closed around the head, because once they open they usually die in about a week, so you definitely don’t want sunflowers given to you that are already fully bloomed, because that means it’ll probably be dead by the morning!

I knew my guy was the one when he sent me sunflowers last MarchValentine’s Day had passed, and I had gotten a lot of flowers, but no one had ever gotten my favorite (including him, who got me this ridiculously humongous bouquet of red roses, the first time any guy ever had flowers shipped to me instead of delivered, ha!) — later he told me he saw a picture of my sunflowers on my blog, so he took a shot. He’s the only guy to get it right (and to think, all those men could have saved hundreds of dollars if they had gotten sunflowers instead of roses).

Even though my flowers arrived after our anniversary, I’m actually happy they came when they did because the day was kind of in the toilet. Thanks for my beautiful bouquet, hubby! ♡

(I also finally finished our birdcage cardholder for our wedding — I am quite crafty, if I do say so myself… and I do say so!) — red roses and sunflowers, ha!

Happy anniversary to me. ♡

Identity Theft from Afghanistan to NY

The mister called. I’m not sure if it was because he missed me or if he thought he might get injured or killed today… they took IDF hits today. About 3 rockets coming from somewhere in the mountains, landing about a couple of hundred meters from their building. I won’t hear from him for 10-20 days while they’re doing whatever it is they’re doing over there — advising the Afghan army??? I mean, the coalition forces are gone, and anyone over there now is only on as “advisors”, right?

I couldn’t log on to Hulu. The subscription was put on hold… apparently someone stole his credit card information and bought over $500 worth of stuff at a Home Depot in NY. He got an alert from his credit card company about the charges, and called his credit card company on his phone to find out what was going on — I hate to think what that call cost! I’m thinking that this probably happened when he was buying his Afghan rug for a few hundred bucks! Don’t be fooled… just because they walk around with goats and live in tents doesn’t mean they’re not digitally savvy — how else do you explain all them IEDs that they rig up by pressing a button on their cell phone!?

He said that the thief tried out the card at a vending machine for $1 to see if it worked before going crazy at Home Depot… definitely a man, I mean, what woman would spend that kind of money at a store like that??? Besides, Home Depot is probably the place to shop if you’re wanting to build a home-made bomb with money that you stole out of a deployed officer’s credit card — without ever even having to go through their wallet!

It’s crazy. Before you used to have to worry about walking down a dark alley with your wallet… now people can rob you without even getting out of bed and in their underwear!

The Case of the Goat

The mister called today while I was at work, very unusual as he knows that I’m at work… I answered because I hardly get to talk with him. I figured it must be important. He called because he had a bad day.

His men were firing mortars today, and some Afghan nomads are claiming that their mortars burned down their tents and killed a goat (or goats???)… he’s stressed out about it because now there will be an investigation. The men think that the Afghans set their own tents on fire just so they could get compensation from the military. It’s hard to prove or disprove because the Army isn’t going to send CID to investigate on a goat. It could definitely be worse, they could be claiming civilian casualties or injuries.

I told him it’ll be a better day tomorrow. I’m sure it’s not the first time that occupied people are claiming dead goats via military fires. I told him to be careful for what he wished for… he wanted to get on this deployment roster.

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