It’s been two years since we made the trip across the country from Washington to Georgia for my husbands job. The military picked him to be a drill sergeant which is a two year assignment meaning you do it for two years and are suppose to move on.
Two years ago we were as optimistic as we could be and just rented out our home in Washington and just knew we would make our way back there……Sigh.
Well, it turns out after two years I still haven’t really found my place here. I’ve never been able to adjust. I managed to make one true friend BUT I only had her for a few months before she moved away.
For a stay at home mom life can be really sad and lonely when you live somewhere that isn’t near any family or friends. It doesn’t help that my husbands job keeps him at work more than at home. So time has truly just been dragging. Day in and day out just doing the everyday mundane things you do. Cleaning the house and raising the kids.
In the beginning of the year when my husband would normal start hearing about a new assignment after being a drill sergeant all we heard was crickets. They had no where to send him, no where he could go that could progress his career. Right then and there we made the decision to do another year here. Trust me, there were lots of tears on my part. I was not happy to hear this news, but I once again held my head up and began being optimistic once more. It’s great having that extra guaranteed year of no deployments for Max’s first year. Ethan loves what he does too and we decided to just sell our home in Washington after our very difficult renter moved out which help us pay off debits, so once again being optimistic about the next year.
Now here we are starting our third year here and yesterday as I sat at home on another Saturday where my husband was going to be at work till after the kids were in bed, and be headed back to work before they even woke up the next morning, I thought about how this was suppose to be our two year mark and now we still sit here. I had my first ever panic attack. My heart was racing and I couldn’t catch my breath.
I’m looking for a light at the end of this tunnel and hoping to not miss out on my kids childhood in the process. It’s hard though, that’s for sure.
Just remember social media is a place where you only see a sliver of someones life. It’s not always super cute outfits and smiling babies.
Ok enough with the serious stuff. Here’s a round up of my latest looks being rocked on IG.