It starts out like this.
He wakes up super early and quietly gets ready.
He kisses me goodbye and closes the door softly.
I stay asleep for a few more hours, I wake up, go downstairs and make a bottle for spencer
Get spencer quietly and let lorelei sleep for a little longer.
Both children are awake and we make a trip into Idaho Falls or Rexburg super early, as to avoid crowds.
We either get lunch at a fast food place or we eat mac and cheese or pizza at home.
I let lorelei watch all the tv she wants and spencer crawl around the whole house.
I watch army wives for hours and get some cleaning in here and there.
I make a super cheap dinner or go get something from somewhere.
I eat sweets or make sweets. nevertheless sweet will find its way into my belly.
I rent a chick flick and bring my computer to bed and watch it until i fall asleep.
Or watch the movie until its over and watch netflix until i fall asleep.
Sometimes i get a phone call from austin, but most of the time he's sleeping outside in the sticks.
Army Wives drained me today. I can't help but think of Austin when something tragic happens and then i just cry and cry and cry. But at least i'm crying while austin is gone right (because he'd be making fun of me like no other!!)

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We just went to a welcome home party for Mike's cousin that just finished a year-long tour. He has two *beautiful* baby girls (each just had their first and second birthdays, respectively).
I was looking at his wife and came to tears in admiration for her, thinking I could never do that, and that she must be such a strong woman. And then I thought, but what if I did have to do it? What if that was our life? My answer is that I would just have to do it and go on with life, and every day my heart would break.
And then I realized that it's not that she's a strong woman (though she is, as many woman are) she just has to deal with it, so she does, and her heart breaks every day. And I cried a little more.
Army wives and mothers are amazing. I would be proud to send a son into the service.
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