My husband has been out of town working ... for 11 months ... out of the past 15 months.
YES ... you read that right.
My husband is a proud Pipefitter for the Union ... and travels a lot for his job.
It sucks.
Sucks big time.
But at the same time ... I feel HORRIBLE even
GOD BLESS EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU!!!
AND they are working 40 or more hours a week.
If not multiple jobs.
There are military families ... that their spouse is away protecting our country ... and they are at home holding down the fort ... Every. Single. Day.
So I feel silly even having a
But ... I do have my moments ... and I normally hide in the bathroom and cry.
Then I feel all better
Let me just say ... the kids and I eventually got into our own little "groove" ...
At this point in time ... cereal counts as a full course meal.
If you have showered at least twice in a 7 day time span ... that is an accomplishment.
If you ring my doorbell ... chances are I am not gonna answer my door ... because I can not clear out a path quickly enough ... to open the door for you.
Dirty socks are completely acceptable to wear.
Vacuuming ... what is the
Sometimes ... just simply getting the clothes out of the washer ... and into the dryer ... BEFORE mildew sets in ... is an accomplishment for me.
Shoot ... combing my hair BEFORE I walk out the door in the morning ... is a MAJOR accomplishment for me.
The Moms that cook all healthy with organic foods ... well ... congratulations. I guess. Shit ... I am lucky if my kids get the bananas ate ... BEFORE they are a solid black mushy mess.
I have learned how to plunge a toilet ... because my son is a pooping machine.
Most importantly ... I have realized how UNBELIEVABLY blessed I am when it comes to the people God has put into our life. I am NOT one that likes to ask for help. I HATE asking for help ... because it makes me feel like a failure. I mean ... they are my kids ... and if I can not manage their schedule ... then that makes me look
About 5 months ago ... I had a friend tell me ... that if she did not want to help ... then she would not offer. And by me turning her down ... then I am not allowing her to be the kind of friend that she wants to be for me. Those words have stuck with me. It is true ... if people did not wanna help ... they would never offer ... and would just avoid the conversation all together.
So ... slowly but surely ... I have admitted defeat ... and began to ask for help.
I need to thank those of you that have feed my kids on the way to Vacation Bible School ... when I forgot to.
I need to thank my friends for simply checking in on me.
I need to thank my new neighbor that offered me her car ... when ours broke down.
I need to thank the amazing neighbors that have baked cookies and meals for me and the kids.
I need to thank our friends who came to get us ... when my SUV broke down.
I need to thank my bestfriend for letting me vent ... when I was having a mental breakdown ... even when she was going through something in her life as well,
I need to thank my sister for answering the phone whenever she sees my name on her caller id ... and just talking to me for hours ... just so I can have some adult conversation.
I need to thank the baseball coaches and parents ... that help Clint with his baseball team ... that did not judge me when I was
I need to thank the people that drove clear out to our house ... and helped me get Harleigh to school when she was on crutches the last week of school.
I need to thank the people that have also helped get Harleigh to and from her softball practice ... and basketball games through out this time.
I need to thank the parent that noticed Bree was lingering around at the dance studio ... and sat in the parking lot ... until they saw me pulling in. You did not have to do that ... but you did ... and it was so very nice. Plus ... those amazing Dance Moms that have helped me get Bree to and from the dance studio.
I need to thank my Mom and Dad. I really do not even know where to start. You seem to know when I need "rescued" and show up. You drive up here ... in a drop of a hat ... when it feels like everything is going wrong. You put a new lock on my back door so I feel safer. You help me mop up the basement when it flooded ... and drag wet carpet up the stairs and out the door. You took the kids to the movies ... and let me take a 2 hour nap. You instantly came up when I realized I had a random mouse in the house ... and put traps up all over the place. You had pizza delivered to the house on Clint's and my Anniversary ... because I was sad that I was not gonna see him.
I need to thank a friend who just happened to be over here ... when we discovered there was a mouse in one of the moving boxes. Even though I screamed ... and jumped ontop of the counter ... and we were laughing so hard we had tears falling down our face ... she still got the darn mouse out of the house.
I need to thank the friend who left 2 bottles of wine at my front door. I think I like you the best *wink*
Originally ... the hubby was suppose to be home in October. Then it got moved to November. Then we heard December 15th ... now we are back to the unknown. He has been working 7 days a week ... 12 hour days ... FOR THE NIGHT SHIFT!!! This man is my hero. I do not know ANYONE that could continue to do what he has done for months up end. He is truly an amazing person.
Not many people would drive all the way home ... when he should be sleeping ... to help me with a leaking pipe.
Not many people would drive all the way home ... when he should be sleeping ... just to spend 30 minutes with his son up at the school for breakfast.
Not many people would drive all the way home ... when he should be sleeping ... to help me get my broke down SUV up to the mechanic shop.
Not many people ... are as hard working as my husband ... and I love him more than words could EVER describe.
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