A Phone Call or Text?

Living a lifestyle where you say goodbye sucks. You never really know when you get speak to your loved one(s) when they are away. All you can really do, is just stay busy, allow yourself to miss them from time to time, then stay busy again. I know that is what I do.

I fill my calendar with all sorts of things, sports, gym, coffee dates, hair appointments, dog appointments, laundry, dishes, cleaning the carpets, taking my kiddo to school, wondering aimlessly through down town window shopping, taking the kiddo to the zoo, or park, or museum.. the list will go on if I felt like writing that much.

Just when you really are about to hit the wall and break down, and the world feels like its caving in, the little text out of no where that says “Hey”.. just “hey” melted my heart! Brings tears to my eyes, and Joy to every fiber in my body! My light has turned back on! Then comes the best part… A PHONE CALL!

Listening to his words, and hearing his voice.. “What are ya’ll doin?” this words put a smile on my face because he doesn’t miss a beat. Its like he hasn’t even left, he is right down the road at work or something. He is, he is at work.. just a much much much farther walk/drive/flight… but he asked the important questions.. what are YA’LL doin.

My world was starting to move a little a slow, but I’m back now. I feel rejuvenated.

A phone call or text, thats all it takes, sometimes.

Flipping the Switch

Its interesting how a child can flip a switch so fast. They can be tired and cranky one moment and then up and ready to go the next. For example, my little one was just laying down watching Disney’s The Princess and the Frog, about to fall asleep. She lost it because she didn’t want to sleep. So she jumped up grabbed her stool, went to the kitchen and attempting to find the cookies.. What a winner!

We were at the park today as well, she meet a new little girl to play with. She started running away from her because the little girl wanted to play with her sticks and rock, then she was holding her hand calling her little friend to come one, lets do this, lets go swing.

I wish it was that easy to switch it on or off like that and get away with it. Sad to say i can not do that now because i have parent. Oh man!

via Daily Prompt: Interest

Birthday Blues

It was my 33rd Birthday yesterday. I did nothing. Well tried anyway.

I vowed not to clean the house, touch the laundry, watch no tv, do no dishes, LET MY CHILD GO WILD.

My Facebook blew up with “HAPPY BIRTHDAYS”

I got emails saying “Happy Birthday heres a GIFT FOR YOU”

While looking on the outside I seem good, the highlight of my birthday, was talking with my friends face to face, they said Happy Birthday to me, Face to Face. We held a conversation about everything, they handed me a birthday beverage ( it was good, but not as tasty as a craft)

Birthday Blues you say, it was just another day. I didn’t even have a cake or cupcake…

HELPING HANDS

2 WEEKS

Its been almost 2 weeks since my husband flew to his new duty stations. He is doing well, you can tell that being away from his one true love “his daughter” is the hardest thing he has ever done. He is so strong but doesn’t give himself enough credit!

Men, it is okay to cry! Tears show a different kind of strength. He is a passionate man, and as much as it breaks my heart to see him hurt, it warms my hard to know he isn’t afraid to show his true self to me, his daughters, and even some of his co-workers. Sure they may poke fun, but you know what, FUCK EM! If those co-workers can’t respect who he is and what he sacrifices, then those are not the ones to surround himself with. Okay rant over……

HELPING HANDS

I served for the US Navy, 8 years. I choose to separate in 2013. As an active duty person, the community is strong and bold, but sitting on the other side as a spouse, the community and bond is 10x’s stronger. A military family is family, plain and simple.

The past 2 weeks, the military community has been there for me and my daughter more than i can express. Calling to check up on us, inviting us out to their place for dinner, coming over to my home for coffee, beach play dates, and dropping their day to spend with me at the ball park.

Now its not just the military community that i cherish, but my Church family as well. I cling to my church family. They have been in my life before my daughter made her debut. They gave me my first try at taking care of children in the Kids Ministry. It is there  I learned something about myself, I have no patience. And still don’t. I pray for patience EVERY DARN DAY!

FRIENDSHIPS

Friendships are what you make of them. They can be strong, subtle, or even the whats up how ya doing  type. However with each friendship you build it to what fits your circle. My friendships are categorized by Church, Military, Softball, and everything else. They are 3 completely different categorize and they each hit a spot in my heart. Some too over lap! THOSE ARE THE BEST FRIENDSHIPS!

I am going to be a little selfish, I love my different families, because each help me out so that i can have my healthy release of playing  ball. Everyone has their outlet, mine just happens to be on a dirt field, with a dusty glove, a 11inch or 12inch yellow stitch ball, playing a team sport where you can be play your position but play as a team. I get 50-55 mins each game of pure no worries and just play. I said I was going to be selfish, its because I am blessed with friends who are willing to lend a helping hand and help me with my daughter.

BEACH er BAY

Its late at night, and Im sitting on the couch with my little one. We are watching Curious George AGAIN!

I have to share, this past week was a very rough one, week one with no hubby. And my little one really tested and bushed those buttons, but my favorite day of the week was when I meet up with 2 of my girlfriends for beach day.

One brought her niece and nephew, the other brought her 8 month old.

We sat on the beach, talked our heads off, laughed, helped our friendships grow stronger, allowed our children to play and create new friendships as well.

My daughter has a huge fear of ocean. She has not wanted anything to do with it. Now mind you we weren’t technically at the beach more like the bay, but she finally started playing in the water!!!!

We started building (trying) a sandcastle, then the kite got busted out. We flew our kite for almost 30 mins running up and down the bay! It was so wonderful. Finally it got super hot, we wanted to cool off, I walked in the water, and she came running behind me. Jumping, splashing, wanting to search for shells! Such a fabulous day!

So I play, we all know that now. At one point in my adult younger life, I was rated pretty high. Life happens i stopped playing and I sort of feel off the grid. Now I am playing again. Ive been playing USSS. Its been a lot of fun.

Saturday, another one of my girlfriends watched my daughter while i went to a women tournament. Hot as balls 105, in Perris, CA at Big League Dreams (BLD) field. I played with some amazing women. I was able to since some real chemistry and we all had a blast! I can’t wait to get with these ladies again and just glove & smash!

 

580 Days

The last few days had been so much fun. We spent Friday Night under the lights at ball field. He watched me smoke a guy in Right Center field, we drank a beer, came home and watched our daughter paint. Saturday night we gathered with our family, and watched the fight. It was good fight. We drank more beer, had so much food, so much fun, so much laughter. We didn’t want the night to end. Sunday was blur. Our family went to church, had lunch with our pastor, treated our daughter to her favorite purple ice cream from Lighthouse Creamery, in OB. We walked to beach and then headed home. We got home and didn’t really talk all that much. I believe we just wanted to avoid the sadness we were both feeling.

Our daughters tearing the house us, and I am helping my husband pack. It was a hard day. It was a hard couple of days.

Monday came to fast.

We dropped our daughter off at school that day, thinking, “Check ya Later” would be a tad bit easier. It wasn’t.

I helped him carry his bags in to the airport, bought a tea van pineapple “infusion” tea, (IT WAS CRAP), AVOIDING the dreaded “bye”. People say “its not goodbye, it’s see ya soon” or “till next time” blah blah blah… its bye. I did my best to hold it together, because its already hard enough to see your best friend go. (ugh, I’m tearing up as I type this”) Yea I wore my sunglasses inside, its San Diego there is SUN EVERYWHERE.

I drove around aimlessly for a while there, ended up at a nail salon and got the second to most expensive pedicure, and got lost in social media for while. By the time I was done, it was time to pick my little one up from playskool.

After 7 times trying to figure out the damn code to get into the school then battling the bathroom door, I picked up a smiling child covered in pasta sauce! it warmed my heart. I got into the car, and text was waiting “boarding now, Love You!( insert kissy emoji here)” That right we use lovey dovey emoji’s, who doesn’t? I sat in the car blaring music, think Goo Goo Dolls was on the radio. I sat there, still, thinking “holy shit this is really happening.” I cried again. Pulled it together and brought us home.

Thankfully my Best friend came over with her little one, so the kids could get some energy out and I was able to cry on a friends shoulder. We watched Netflix, talked, and kept the sadness away. I played a pick up softball game for a beer league. Nope no beer for me, not this time anyway. I played well, it allowed me to smile some. I was swinging for the fences all night so every hit was at the fence but it just wasn’t enough to go over the fence.

I’ve never been a home run hitter, always the base hit kinda gal.

We came home had hotdogs, watched some TV, and my little one kept asking about her dad and his work trip.

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We went to the San Diego Zoo, we ran and laughed and played. My husband made it safely to his destination. We came home watched a movie, next thing you know its 830 at night. Bath time, 2 stories, and angry toddler. She didn’t want to sleep. She wanted to see her daddy and her monkey, George.

My husband took her Curious George Monkey with him, so that George can travel the world just like the books.

Did you know there is a new documentary about Curious George, and how this iconic figure came to be. I wonder if I can get my toddler to watch that Curious George Show??

 

In progress… so far so good! Took the pooch to OB Dog Beach, she jumped right in. If you have any knowledge of the Akita breed, you know that Akita’s are not swimmers. Well, my old girl has proven me wrong. We have been many times and each time is the same, she walks the shore, trots the waves crashing the beach, and gets in just deep enough where her belly touches but she can still touch. Today, she chased a dog toy in the water full head under, she came up out of the water and bee lined back towards me. I guess the rush was enough. She was out there again. Never brought the dog toy back, but she went swimming for a good 30 mins.

What to Expect

I guess with this chapter in our families lives this blog will turn into a semi countdown of day to day events. So if by chance my husband gets to read this he gets to live it just like you all. And other days this will be just another blog about another something.

till next time…….—–like how I did that?——

 

20 Days

You Got This

Day 1, you didn’t make it, stiff margaritas, anger,

Day 2, I’m on the list! Yay! —–now what, phone calls, breakfast excitement joy

Day 3, still waiting for word on what to do.

Day 4, no word yet, what to do. I’m watching my husband work on his workbook. 9pm read books watch movie in bed with little one, she wants daddy. I explain daddy working.

Day 5, really day 1 of the season for us. 4am whole house is up. One car, I’m am getting shit done! Kid is dressed rocking bed head, I’m in pjs rocking a fish hat, husbands in his is blue and gold PT gear ready to get his sweat on.
Coughing like crazy, “Hunny you okay…?”
“Yeah, I’m fi…..” runs to the bathroom and pukes….
“Here’s your bagel, just breath hun, it’s the nerves. Something new and different. You got this”
“Thanks babe” he responds.

As we get in our One Car, we head towards the base. On the silent hwy of 15S.
“I’m excited and sad” as he turned to look at me. Our daughter is singing moana in the back seat. “Why is that?” Stupid question…. because it gave me the feels as soon as he answered.
” I’m supposed to be on leave spending time with my family, before I go over seas for 2 years”…… silence from both of us.

The Challenge

We found out in March he got selected for orders over seas. He is doing an                  unaccompanied tour for 18-24 months. We say 24 just in case thing get screwy, but we are hoping for the later, 18 months would be way cooler!

Your probably asking why unaccompanied? Why would anyone put their families through that? Isn’t that just asking for problems? All great questions, however simple truth, while he is out there we would never see him.

He would be working so much. With watch standing duties, his schedule rotation of in and outs. The experience would be fun, but the truth, I don’t want to pull my daughter from her school, church, friends, and family.

FaceTime will be our number one source of communication.

All this has happened before 7am.

As the day passed we keep getting mixed news. No one knows what going on. Will he stay? Will he go? Do I get to be there with him when the moment comes or will I will be thousand of miles away watching this once in a lifetime event on social media, FaceTime, or just mere seconds captured throughout a lens.

He’s leaving. Im crying, my daughters looking at me puzzled, and my dog well she keeps shedding.

20 Days.