My Life as a Military Wife
Hear the words “military wife” and certain images are going to pop into your head. Whether you've never been on a military base in your life or you are currently raising a family while your military husband is deployed you can’t help but be influenced by the way the media portrays those of us who are married to the military.
I've been married to the military for eleven years. (I had to just count them on my fingers!) For more than eight of those years, my husband and I have been stationed right here at Barksdale Air Force Base.
When we decided to have kids back in 1998, I never ever thought they would be born and raised in the South.
But I've done lots of things that I never ever thought I would do.
I never thought I would drive myself to the hospital when my water broke because my husband was flying in his B-52. I never thought that I would learn to kill roaches with old combat boots because my husband was too busy fighting his own war half a world away. I never thought that I’d host wives’ coffees and bake cookies for airmen while changing poopy diapers and mopping up pee. (Well, I did wash my hands!)
I never thought I’d be like the proper pearls-and-white-glove-wearing women that I imagined military wives to be. And I’m not.
But that’s okay. Because if there is one thing I've learned in my years as a military wife it is that we come in as many different flavors as there are different types of women. It is our diversity as a group that makes us special.
I love being a military wife. I love being a military mom even more. And I look forward to sharing some bits and pieces of that life with you here on my very own blog.
I've been married to the military for eleven years. (I had to just count them on my fingers!) For more than eight of those years, my husband and I have been stationed right here at Barksdale Air Force Base.
When we decided to have kids back in 1998, I never ever thought they would be born and raised in the South.
But I've done lots of things that I never ever thought I would do.
I never thought I would drive myself to the hospital when my water broke because my husband was flying in his B-52. I never thought that I would learn to kill roaches with old combat boots because my husband was too busy fighting his own war half a world away. I never thought that I’d host wives’ coffees and bake cookies for airmen while changing poopy diapers and mopping up pee. (Well, I did wash my hands!)
I never thought I’d be like the proper pearls-and-white-glove-wearing women that I imagined military wives to be. And I’m not.
But that’s okay. Because if there is one thing I've learned in my years as a military wife it is that we come in as many different flavors as there are different types of women. It is our diversity as a group that makes us special.
I love being a military wife. I love being a military mom even more. And I look forward to sharing some bits and pieces of that life with you here on my very own blog.
1 Comments:
Great post. I have been 'rummaging' through your posts. I think we have a lot in common. I have two blogs, when you get a chance, check them out!
Special K Family
Being An Air Force Wife
Post a Comment
<< Home