Race Day

This past week has been a somewhat nice week. I've been super busy, but not to busy. Its been nice though. This past Saturday night I took my boys to TriState Speedway to watch my dad race. In the beginning we decided to sit in the stands. We got settled in our seats and ready for a good night of dirt track racing when the moment I was dreading came.. The Invocation and playing of our Great National Anthem.. I stood with my head bowed as they said there peace and well being for our drivers that night and patiently waited for them to start the National Anthem. As it started to play I started to cry. Yes I knew this would happen but not to the extent that I was sobbing uncontrollably. I stood there in my tears with my 2 little men as they stood proud for there daddy with there little hands softly over there hearts. I was so proud of my strong little guys.

Needless to say though I was not proud of the grown men who kept there ball caps on and joked around through the entire playing.

After the song was over and we returned to our seats the lady behind me nicely asked if I was ok. You see Im 7 months pregnant and she thought that I might be in pain due to that. I nicely told her "no that I was crying over the national Anthem due to my husband being deployed". She smiled and said "Oh Im sorry and went about her business". However them grown men slowly removed there ball caps and spent the next 5 minutes telling me "how sorry they where for the way they acted and how embarresed they where of themselves". "Well your grown men set an example" is what I wanted to tell them but instead I held my head high, like my husband would want me to do and said "its ok".

I am truley amazed at the lack of respect that can be shown in a moment that anyone Military or civilian should hold high. These men felt bad for the way they acted in my presence which honestly I feel they should. But I also believe if more people where directly affected by the stress of this war they would have a better understanding of everything thats going on.

At the end of the night I was ok with the situation because I looked back and even though I couldnt keep it together my boys did and my 4 and 6 year old set an example for 30 year old men. It showed me the difference in respect when it comes to a military family and a civilian family. And all that matters is that me and my children stood tall and proud in honor of there daddy and his fellow soldiers fighting a war that allows the general American public to remain Idiots!!

Hes Gone

Ok so I said I was going to do this blogging thing while my hubby is gone to war and well he has left.. So I figure I will get started.. This last week has been by far one of the hardest weeks of my life.. Dont get me wrong Im so very happy and honored for my hubby, but that doesnt mean that I want him to leave.. We started the week off by telling our daddy that we will see him later and giving those last hugs and kisses, then me and the boys came home to Arkansas.. I havent told anyone this but the entire trip home I broke down probably 15 times and just cried.. It was a very hard trip.. My boys where so good but everytime I passed a gas station or a truck stop that we had stopped at on our previous trip home, I lost it.. I could imagine him beside me and remember very distinct details of what he said or did at each place.. Weather he was smilling or even upset with me at each stop.. It was so hard..

Once we got to my parents house things calmed down for the most part.. At least with my nerves.. We got settled and then on Monday I went to get Dyllon Back in school but they had a field Trip so he had to wait a day.. Then on Tuesday I took him to school that morning but they had an assembly and he didnt feel comfortable going so we went and walked around walmart for and hour until his class got back.. He did so good when I dropped him off.. I was svery proud of him.. Wednesday we didnt do much which gave me an oppurtunity to make the many phone calls that needed to be made and to get some packing done.. Although Wednesday was a very very very special day.. It was the first day that my hubby called home from over seas.. My heart melted at the sound of his voice.. I dont think he will ever truly know how much he means to me and how when I hear his voice or get an email it makes my day so bright.. Gosh I love when he gets in contact with me.. :) Thursday (which is today) we had some nasty weather come through which made me have to go get Dyllon early from school and after that I got ANOTHER phone call from my husband.. I was so happy and in the mits of rushing because of the bad weather it brought some calm in my storm.. I was to not thin about the pending Tornadoe Warning and the Sirens going off because I was able to focus on talking to him.. Hes always so calm when there is bad weather.. NOT ME!!! I FREAK!!! LOL but just talking to him calmed me down..

For the most part things have gotten off to a not so hectic start and I feel it will stay that way.. I still worry every minute of everyday and no matter how many times he tells me not to I will continue to do so.. LOL But I can truly say that He is an amazing man and is my life. Im very proud of him and nothing will ever change that..

STAY STRONG DADDY!!! WE ARE WAITING FOR YOU!!!

Getting Started

Deployment hasnt yet begun, but I feel it would be best to try to get this started. Ive never really been much of a blogger but figure this may help me to get things off my chest while my husband is away. We have had alot of new changes in the last year and have many new changes to come. Over the last year my husband has joined the miitary (army to be exact) and went Infantry. We moved away from our home for the first time ever and also found out that we are expecting our third little boy.. Over the next year we will be going through our first deployment and I will be giving birth to our new baby on my own.. Hopefully I can maintain this blog so that my husband can read about me and the kids adventures while he is away.. We will see how this goes..