Monday, April 23, 2012

One of those day! Yeah you know which one I'm talking about!

Do you ever have one of those days where you start out just fine, but it ends just crappy. I got up this morning in a great mood.  Kids seemed to be in a good mood. We didn't have any immediate crying or anything.  Really the whole day was good. I didn't get nearly as much done as I would have liked, but all in all not bad.  Then 6pm hits.  All of the sudden my kids were crying, my husbands was on the phone being a douche, and it just went down hill from there.  I think my biggest issue was knowing tonight finally that I would not be homeschooling my kids.  I've been doing research for months getting prepared for the conversation with my husband about at least giving me preschool and if that went well kindergarten etc.  I knew he'd be very resistant, but I had know idea it would be this bad.  He is so dead set against it its unreal.  He just keeps going back to the fact that she won't know how to deal with peer pressure and bullying and being in a normal school environment.  No matter what statistics I gave him, what solutions to the various issues he thought would come up he just sat there and told me no.  Then he said it the real reason. " I don't think YOU can do it"  Pretty much just said that he could get over all that other stuff, but didn't think I could properly teach our children.  This may seem silly to some, but I feel as though I have been punched in the heart.  I have spent the last 6 month supporting him and believing in him with this Army stuff. No one thought he could do it.  Not his family not mine.  I stood there and told him I knew he could do it. I knew he would excel.  Never once did I worry he wouldn't be able to do it.  I had faith in him and I feel like he has none in me.  "Become a teacher with that piece of paper and then you can do it."  Granted I know I'm not the smartest person on the planet, but I got straight A's in high school. I've done well in college and I am so committed to this I've even started refreshing on things.  He still doesn't think I'm capable.  I'm not sure where to go from that.  There is a part of me that wants to say screw you and do it anyway and then there is the part of me that is hurt and beat down and just wants to say fine. If my own husband doesn't have faith in my why have faith in myself.   So for now I'm just going to start sending JJ to preschool come fall and I'll continue to work with her like I have been. I pray that with all the moving we will end up doing and all the change she gets a good education and doesn't fall behind at any point.  I guess we'll deal with that as it comes.  In the end I'm just ready for April 23rd to be over and done. 

Thursday, April 19, 2012

I've become DIY obsessed!

We finally have a date that we will official be at Ft. Drum.  May 16th is the big day. This is a little sooner than expected, but BJ didn't get Hometown recruiting like he thought he would.  Apparently because he is on a profile and getting a wavier to skip his last PT he is disqualified from HRAP.  He's still having a few issues with his knee and its not going down into his foot, but that's a entire other post.  So BJ is taking 10 day personal time so we aren't rushing to get up there.  I'm so excited we are finally getting close.  I've been getting everything ready for the big move including getting stuff ready for our new house.  We sold most of our furniture when we moved back to Georgia so we are buy a lot of new stuff.  I ordered a couch that should be here on May 1st and the kids rooms are being completely re-done.  Really Max hasn't ever had a proper room so his is being done for the first time.  Jaden wants butterflies so we did a little name thing to hand on her wall or bedroom door.


We also mad one for Max's room!


Max of course is having Helicopters and Airplanes for his room. 
For our room the hubby and I were in real need of a bed. We have a queen mattress and box spring but no headboard or foot board.  Originally I had one picked out form Ikea I wanted, but being realistic I have other things we need more than a 300 dollar bed.  So I started searching around for headboard ideas online and was able to find a DIY cloth headboard.  I spent about 90 bucks, but I think it was so worth it.  I'm doing my bedroom in black, white, and Tiffany blue. Doing this headboard made doing this so easy.  I'm almost done with the headboard.  I was able to do it in one day during one of Max's naps. At least most of it.  I still have 4 buttons to sew on, but otherwise its done. 


At first look it seems super busy.  The Pattern was a little more than expected it to be, but I think with a few pillows and a white comforter this will look awesome! I can't wait to get it in my room and get everything put together.  I also made a distressed picture frame, that I LOVE!  I think I might make a few more and hang them on the wall. 




Its been fun getting into designing stuff for my house and with pinterest there are a ton of DIY projects to do that are easily accessible.  I can't wait to get in a get going on it.  Its going to be an exciting couple of months.  I will be blogging soon about how I made my headboard if interested.  It was super easy. 

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

B.A.W.S. are you suffering from B.A.W.S.?

I'm sure by now your wondering what BAWS is lol.  Bitchy Army Wife Syndrome.  Its amazing to me the way some of these women act.  Honestly I feel bad for them and their husbands.  I belong to a lot of forums and a couple of facebook pages that have a lot to do with Army wives.  Going into this I figured no one would understand this new crazy life better than other people going through it, but I'm started to feel like most of the women are BITCHES!  I know thats harsh and probably not true for all that many, but I can't help but wonder.  I was reading a post the other day about how some wife was annoyed with others wives that she didn't know wearing their husbands PT uniforms.  This post had 69 comments on it.  These comments had my jaw on the floor.  It went from venting to being down right nasty to eachother.  One women couldn't get past hating on "Fat Wives"  and really fat people.  One wife couldn't get passed wives not looking perfect every momment of every day.  They started attacking eachother.  I was super shocked.  These are women who will be living down the street from me.  I'm trying to keep in mind that a lot of these women are also new to adulthood, but still when are women going to stop attacking women and start to support eachother?  Why are we so judgemental of one another.  It makes me sad and scared to be moving to a place where women have no problem attacking one another.  I'm going to keep a positive outlook and give everyone and equal chance, but if they are suffering from BAWS I can tell you we won't be friends.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

I'm so tired of the waiting!

I learned pretty quickly when my husband joined the Army that waiting was pretty much what I'll be spending most of my time doing.  Waiting to here from BJ when he first got to Basic, waiting for phone calls through out basic, waiting for graduation, waiting for that first visit at AIT, waiting for AIT graduation, waiting for orders.  All this waiting SUCKS to say the least. I thought I was handling it pretty well.  I've tried to keep busy, took a few trips, spent most of the month of Feb gone , went to see BJ twice, and even went to Florida for a week.  Now we are about a month out from AIT graduation and time has stopped.  I feel like it won't get here fast enough.  I'm supposed to be getting ready to move, but being the over achieving researcher that I am I've got everything pretty much set.  We are letting the army move us so they'll do all our packing, I have looked into housing, schools, things to do in the area.  I have even planned our drive up to Fort Drum.  Now what?  The kids help to keep me busy, but time is still crawling.  I'm just fed up with waiting.  Part of me wants to drive up to Ft. Eustis for the weekend, but I know that it will cost us in other area's like not getting that big new bed I want.  How do you decide which is more important.  48 hours of family time or a big bed to spend countless hours of family time in.  Hurry up May just freaking get here already!