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Thursday, June 23, 2011

MilSpouse Friday Fill-In #46

Are you a different person than you were five years ago? submitted by Sisterly Thoughts
Oh boy, am I.  I was destructive back then, but only in the typical 21 year old kind of way.  I partied too much, hung out with the wrong people sometimes, and had a thing for unavailable men.  I also thought that being a stay-at-home mommy would be a terrible life.  Turns out, I love everything about it.


If you could go on Amazing Race, who would you take with you as your partner and why? submitted by Thoughts from a Poekitten
Well clearly I'd have to take Jason.  I think he would be a really good partner, though.  He thinks completely differently from the way I do, so we'd be a good team.  He's also very resourceful!


Does Facebook or Twitter actually bring more stress or good in to your life? submitted by Just an Arizona Girl
Good.  I don't know what I'd do without the ability to keep up with my friends and family.  It's taken on an entire new meaning now that I live thousands of miles (and one big Pacific ocean) away.  
Sad truth:  When my blood pressure was at very dangerous levels right before I had KB, the nurses and doctor wanted me OFF my phone.  The bright changing colors could have triggered a stroke.  I didn't listen, because I NEEDED to be on Facebook.  The nurse caught me using my phone for Facebook right as she had to take my blood pressure again.  It had gone down.  She couldn't believe that Facebook was bringing my blood pressure down, but it was!


June is National Soul Food Month- what's your soul food? submitted by NH Girl Displaced
Southern fried goodness.  So think of a typical Southern meal, and that's it.  Fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, home-grown (and canned) green beans/butter beans/black eyed peas/corn, biscuits, and then finished off with coconut pie.  Oh my gosh.  I still swear that I was only able to manage only gaining 12 lbs during the healthy part of my pregnancy because I was nowhere near my grandmother and her cooking.


If you could live in any other era than the current, which one would it be & why? submitted by Sugar in My Grits
I would love, love, love to live in Victorian America (1837 - 1901), but only if I get to be in a very wealthy family.  You know.. like in a romance novel.  I want servants, and I want to wear gorgeous dresses, and I want to be courted.  Also, I kind of need the Civil War to not happen.  Thanks.
-Random thing that just happened- When you Google "Victorian America" (I wanted to be sure I got the years right), the name Emily Jane White comes up.  Apparently, she's a singer who released an album entitled Victorian America.  Oh, and for those who don't know me personally, White is my maiden name.  Weird, huh?
Wednesday, June 22, 2011

I won't even ask..

I won't even ask what could happen next.  I won't say "Things couldn't get any worse." Sure they could.  Something else could always happen.

The past week has been strenuous with the "Plane's leaving at 0600!"  "Oh wait, no it's not.  Try again tomorrow." routine.  It has been a hassle, but it's not a big deal.  I can handle it.

Yesterday I lost my phone at Babies R Us.  I really thought someone stole it because my car blue-tooth picked it up for a minute, so I called my Mom and told her to call me back repeatedly until I answered.  She did, and I never heard it ring, then all of a sudden my blue-tooth didn't work anymore.  So really, I thought someone had found it, pocketed it, and then turned the blue-tooth off, or moved out of range.  Mom called BRU for me later in the night, and it hadn't been turned in.  That sucked.

We went to Verizon to get it replaced with the insurance we had been assured was added to the phone.  Turns out, the insurance had been placed on our spare line, which uses our spare phone, a 2008 Palm Treo.  Why would we insure a 2008 phone?  No idea, but that's sure what Verizon told us.  Since they realized their mistake, they agreed to give me a new phone at a discounted price.  It would only be $30 more than an insurance replacement, and it would be a new phone instead of a refurbished one.  Fine.  That sucks, but fine.  Not anything I can't handle.

Then, today.

I was going to my good friend's house.  I came to a yield sign, almost went, but there was a car, so I didn't go.  The car behind me DID go.  Right into my bumper.  

For the record, the irony that this is the exact type of accident Honey caused on Mother's Day is not lost on me.

So my gorgeous, hot car has a boo-boo.


Thankfully, the guy who hit me has insurance.  Yes, it could be worse.  Yes, I am thankful that it is not worse. I also want to cry and drink a bottle of wine, possibly at the same time.

Oh, and it turns out, my phone was not stolen.  Mom called this afternoon and said, "You're not going to believe this, but someone turned in your phone at BRU.  They called and left a message to tell you that they have it."  Awesome.  I'm not telling Verizon.  I'm just going to keep it, because I have a sinking feeling that something else will happen, considering I'm already on my 5th HTC in 3 months.

So yes, it could be worse.
Sunday, June 19, 2011

His First Father's Day

Today will be relaxed for us, which makes me very happy.  After spending 2 full days in the AMC terminal, I am happy for a day in my house.  I am also very happy that I did spend those two days in the terminal, because if I had left either of those days, we wouldn't be here to celebrate his first Father's Day.  Things work like they're supposed to ;)


Honey has Saturday duties, so I had to pick him up first thing this morning (after I found out our flight was grounded for the day.. again.).  Then we went for brunch at IHOP.  It isn't nice or fancy, but it's one of the only places on our side of the island that does breakfast.  And Honey LOVES breakfast.


Since he is napping right now (because I'm the best wife ever), I have a few minutes to myself.  I'm going to use those minutes to tell everyone why he's such a great Daddy and Husband.



  • He changes just as many diapers as I do (when he's home).
  • He takes the early mornings with Katie Beth since I will be home with her all day.  -  I like to think he's just doing it to help me out, but I really think he enjoys alone time with her, too.
  • He feeds KB just as often as I do, and more often than I do when he's home.  
  • He sings silly songs and reads silly stories to our baby girl.
  • He gets her dressed when I ask him to, and her clothes even match!  And sometimes he remembers shoes!
  • He steams veggies, bakes apples, and indulges me when I say that we're going to teach KB to eat in a way he's never heard of before.  (Baby Led Weaning)
  • He plays with KB, but he also teaches her things.  
  • He gives me back rubs when I've had a hard day, even though he was the one at an actual job all day.
  • His clothes usually make it into the laundry basket :)
  • He makes the bed if he's the last one up.  I don't even do that.
  • He helps me clean the kitchen every night, unless I specifically say, "No, you [do whatever], I've got the kitchen.

See how lucky I am?  I love this man so much!  More importantly than that, our baby girl thinks he hung the moon.  You should see her eyes light up when Daddy walks through the door.  -  Or rather, you should hear her cry when he leaves in the mornings. 
Saturday, June 18, 2011

Space A Adventures Part 2, or maybe 3?

(This is actually Part 3, since Part 2 technically came when we MACed it back to Guam from Hawaii back in December.  Whatever, though.  This is the second time I'm writing under the Space A Adventures title, so I'm using 2.)

And just for the record, Honey actually said to me on the way to the terminal this morning, "I bet you're going to have a lot to blog about this go-round."  He was (sadly) right on target.

If anyone wants to go back and reference Space A Adventures, I mention big jets.  I talk about how nice and roomy they are, and how they have air-line type seats.  What I do not talk about is how they aren't very reliable.  A joke I recently heard regarding this particular jet, is that if you pull onto a tarmac and see two of them "up on blocks", and another sitting near them, what does it mean?  It means they only have two sets of "blocks".  

(Due to OPSEC rules, I won't say what type of jet it is, where it's headed, or when it's actually leaving.  -  Even though that information is pretty readily available if you call the recording, but whatever.)

So there's this big jet, and it's leaving our base, headed close enough to home.  I want to be on it, obviously.  It sucks that I am leaving Jason 10ish days earlier than expected, but it will save us so much money on a flight.  So, I get my stuff together, make sure my sign-up is still good at the terminal, and get ready to go. I was so excited.  The flight was set to leave on Friday, so I went to the terminal on Thursday to make sure everything was set.

For all intents and purposes, it was.  I packed all day Thursday, for both myself and for KB.  Friday morning, I was up and ready at 0430.  We were out the door by 0530, at the terminal ready for the 0640 roll call.  They switched from having 35 available seats to 15.  

Didn't make roll call.  Damn.

Oh wait!  They just added 12 more seats!  Like I've told y'all before, rule #1 of Space A travel is to never, ever leave the terminal until the plane is off the ground!  

Didn't make roll call again.  Damn.

Ooh!  They added 8 more seats!  

Nope.  Still didn't make it.

Rule #47 of Space A travel?  Don't try to travel in the Summer.

Sweet!  They just added 4 more seats!  

Damn.  There's a family of 3, so that only leaves 1 seat left.  I would have made it, but I need 2 seats, not just 1.  They won't let KB "just sit on my lap", either. Damn.

So, the plane hasn't left the tarmac yet, but this nice gentleman has told us that he is on the phone with his son, one of the load masters, and his son has informed him that they will not add more seats.  I offered this nice gentleman a ride to the airport since he hasn't made the flight either.  I also offered this very sweet elderly lady a ride.  Her husband made the flight, and they have decided that she will just fly commercial.  One free seat is better than zero free seats, right?  So, defying Rule #1, we left the terminal.

We barely got out of the gate when the sweet lady's sweet husband called to tell her to hurry back!  They just opened 3 more seats! 

I did some quick math, and realized that I could either get these nice folks on the plane, or get myself and KB on there.  My gracious side took over:  They were trying to get back home and I was just trying to get Stateside for a visit.  We got back to the terminal, and the sweet lady was able to get on because her husband quickly reserved her seat, but another lady and her son took the two remaining seats.  

Damn.  I was signed up ahead of her..  if I hadn't left, I would have made it.  Damn you, Rule #1!

OH WAIT!!  They just opened two more seats!  Sorry nice gentleman, I'm snagging them!  We win!  We made it!  Yay! Yay! Yay!

Oh wait.

Something is broken.  The plane isn't leaving today.  

We've been sitting in this terminal for 7 hours.  Damn.

No worries.  We're on the manifest, so we just have to show back up for roll call at 0615, and we'll make it out on Saturday morning.

Nope.  After spending a full 8 hours in the terminal today, they finally decided that they are still broken.

Really guys?  Are you really broken?  Or is somebody a little sleepy after his night out in Waikiki?  One too many Mai Tais?

No, I don't really believe that.  I really do think they are actually broken, as bitter as it makes me to have spent 15 hours in the terminal with a 9 month old.

Bright side:  KB and I have gotten to spend an additional 2 nights in our own beds, and with Honey.  I'll actually be happier if the flight doesn't take off tomorrow, so I'll get to spend his first Father's Day with him.  I will not, however, be happy if we have to spend that day in the terminal just to be told "Oops.  We're still broken" late in the afternoon.  So, right now they are saying they will try again tomorrow.  I have a sneaking suspicion that this flight isn't going anywhere until at least Monday.  But go again tomorrow, I will.  I'm getting pretty sick of Rule #1, considering this plane hasn't left the terminal for 2 full days now.  Here's hoping!





Friday, June 17, 2011

MilSpouse Friday Fill-In #45






Underwear Parties, how old is too old? submitted by Wookie & Co.
I have absolutely no idea what an Underwear Party is.  I don't even want to Google and find out.

What was your favorite class in high school? submitted by Adventures of M-Squared
 I had to really, really sit and think about this one.  Most years it was JROTC, mostly because I got away with *anything* in there.  Yes, I tell you, *anything*.  Me and a few of my close friends were teacher's pets to the utmost extreme. 

  Other favorites were 

  Academic Team in 10th grade - I was in that class with two of my best friends, and a bunch of upperclassmen who made me giggle.  A lot.  
  11th grade was AP U.S. History - That teacher was the best one I had ever had so far, and again, I was in that class with most of my best friends.  Smart kids stick together.
  12th grade was.. umm..  wait..  Did I even go to school in 12th grade?  I must have since I graduated..  Huh.  12th grade is a blur.  
Oh, that's right!  My brain was already at Ole Miss.  I was so done with Florence High School by 12th grade.

Have you ever convinced packers/movers to pack something they aren't supposed to for a PCS? submitted by Ground Control to Major Mom  
We hid some candles in a box of baby clothes, but that's as far as we got with them.  Guam packers were for real this time!

Blogging plays a growing roll in the media. If you were asked to embed as a blogger with a deployed military unit, would you go? What do you think your blog would be like? submitted by To the Nth
If I wasn't a mommy, there's a possibility.  And if I wasn't going to be shot at, there's a higher possibility.  I could do a short deployment on a carrier, for instance.  But no, no getting shot at, and no deserts.  K?  Thanks.

Do you think kids should attend year-round school? submitted by Marrying the Navy
Well, why the heck not??  Let's be real here:  The reason kids go to school the way they do now is because of seasons and plowing, planting, and harvesting patterns.  That pretty much doesn't matter for most people these days.  Children should get a 2 week break after a few months of school, year round.  That way parents could still plan vacations, etc.  
Tuesday, June 14, 2011

She's still a preemie sometimes


Most of the time, it's really hard for me to remember that KB is a preemie. - Besides that whole thing where she's really tiny for a 9.5 month old.  She has hit every single milestone right on track except for her first words.  (We're still anxiously awaiting that one.)  She rolled over early, she crawled a little early, she's got that pincer grip down pat, and she even just started pulling up and standing.  She's perfect.  Except... she hates to eat and she's not gaining weight very well.

For months this wasn't an issue.  I thought her reflux was finally gone because she was taking bottles so well.  We introduced solids and she did well with those for a little while.  Then, all of a sudden, she hates the bottle and she hates the spoon.  I don't know what changed!  She went from eating like a little champ (she loved carrots and squash and green beans) to clamping her lips down so tight I couldn't get the spoon in there if I tried.  She went from taking 25 - 28 oz a day to screaming and fighting us every time we try to bottle-feed her.



We've tried everything: bought back the dreaded Prevacid, which isn't so dreaded anymore.  KB actually likes the taste of it now.  Changed and re-changed formula brands. The pediatrician thinks this may be behavioral, that she just *doesn't want* the bottle anymore, but I don't know.  She also has us concentrating her formula, so that every ounce that does go down has a few extra calories.

About eating, it's a whole other story.  I think KB hates the spoon because I forced peas in a few times when I shouldn't have.  I feel like a bad Mommy, but I bet we've all done it.  Well, not anymore for us.  We've found baby-led weaning (from here on out I'll just refer to it as BLW), and it's been a God-send.  The basic concept is that since babies don't need food for nutrition just yet, why are we force-feeding them purees that they obviously hate?  A baby doesn't need to go through the stages of eating that Gerber would make us think they do.  As long as they put them in their mouths themselves, chunks are perfectly fine.  Most of the time it just falls right back out in the beginning, but it's good practice.  And no, she won't choke, I promise!  I put chunks of steamed veggies, fruit, whole wheat bread dipped in yogurt, all sorts of stuff in front of her.  Sure, sometimes she just plays, but she's getting better at actually making it to her mouth, keeping the food in there long enough to chew and swallow, and actually eating!

This is what meals look like now - here we have avocado and mango.

Since BLW is already what we're doing, the pediatrician has suggested that we give her the most fattening things we can.  She's eaten avocado every day for 4 days now.  Actually, I think she's starting to get sick of it, so I probably won't do that for tomorrow.  She has lots of whole milk yogurt.  This morning we tried scrambled eggs made with cream, but they weren't such a hit.  Mango was also not a hit, but she loves watermelon!

All this to say, we're still having feeding issues 9.5 months later.  It's hard.  My head hurts.  I need a beer.  I'll probably have one when she goes down tonight.  Because you know what?  Praise the Lord, my baby girl is a good sleeper!  I thank Him every single day that He gave me a good sleeper to make up for the fact that she's a terrible eater.
Thursday, June 9, 2011

What I learned on being a hostess

The family visit was a great success!  We learned a few things on being hosts, and I shall now share.  So here's what we learned:


  1. Our house can officially hold at least 3 extra adults comfortably.  I think we could really hold 4, just so y'all know.  Plan your vacations!
  2. When family visits, it is best to have more than one vehicle.  The grandparents were happy to rent one, which was a huge help since our second vehicle is still being worked on.  (I still need to write about that cluster-eff)
  3. You see, there are rarely more than 2 adults in our house, so we have enough furniture for 2 adults.  We have a large couch and a large recliner.  With 3 extra adults, we were in desperate need for more seating. We got two of these bad boys!

Though it looks more like a potato, it's really a bean bag chair.  
They are actually really comfortable, and KB is all about having somebody on the floor at her level.  
The other nice thing about them is that they match our furniture really closely - See??


Also, we had been considering buying a futon or something for the office, but since these huge bean bag chairs are so easily transported, we can just throw them in there instead.  Yay!

4.  While we're on the topic of  living room seating, we needed more dining room seating.  A little dinette set for 4 won't fit 5 plus a baby!  Soooo, we finally got some bar stools!



5.  Babies' little sleep routines do not handle visitors well.  "What do you mean you want me to take a nap?!  I've got a Mammaw, a Pappaw and an Uncle John out there to play with!!"  It was ugly.  KB ditched her sleep routine on the very first night, and literally did not get back on it until the day after everybody left.

Ok, I can't think of anything else that I specifically learned during the family visit.  I had an amazing time, and I am so glad they got to come out.  Our door really is open to any of our friends and family who want to visit!  I mean that!  Really!!

MilSpouse Friday Fill-In #44





When you vacation what type of vacation do you like to take (beach, historic, adventurous, food oriented, etc.)?submitted by Megan Dub-Yuh
Most of the vacations in my life have been either beach or historic.  Food oriented??  That's an option?!  Can somebody PLEASE sign me up for that one?  Better yet - can I get a food and adventure combo??  That would be fantastic!  (That way I wouldn't be the size of a house after the food vacation.)

What is your best memory associated with a song (you know we all have tons!) submitted by Ramblings of a Marine Wife

PREJUDICE!  WROTE A SONG ABOUT IT.  LIKE TO HEAR IT?  HERE IT GO! - I'm 10, riding down some highway in the back of my mom's friend Christy's Mustang.  Mom and Christy are jamming Salt N Pepa while Scott and I are learning these lyrics and have no clue what they mean.


If you had six months with no obligations or financial constraints, what would you do with your time? submitted by Married to the Army
Jason has to be with me for this to work, so he'd need a 6 month leave of absence from the Navy :)  Assuming the Navy allowed that to happen, we would go all over the place.  I want to take him to New Orleans, he wants to take me to Idaho.  We want to go to Boston together.  We are both desperate for a trip to Europe together.  I want to go to London, and Athens, and Italy.  I can't even list all of the places I'd like to go.. you'd get sick of reading.

What is one thing about you that people do NOT typically notice at first that you wish they would? submitted by Our Motto is Patience

While this isn't so much about me, it is myself who has to answer the question over and over and over.  This question which is always asked by eyes and never by mouths:  "Why is your daughter so small for a 9 month old?"  I wish people could just know that she was born at only 2 lbs, 11 oz.  She isn't malnourished, I promise.


.... submitted by The Three TurnersIt's a summer of sequels, and if you had to live in one of each of the following "worlds" (there are three total) which would you choose and why? 
  1. --X-Men: Be a Mutant, what would your power be?
  2. --Harry Potter: Be a Witch or Muggle?
  3. --Twilight: Be a Vampire or Werewolf?
(If you have a low nerd tolerance, I suggest  you stop reading now.)  I'd be a witch who went to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.  I think I would have been a Ravenclaw, because I'm not all courageous and brave, so I can't be a Gryffindor.  I'm not boring, so no Hufflepuff for me.  And I'm not sneaky enough to be in Slytherin.  I am, however, witty and logical.  I reason things out before I just jump to conclusions.  I would rather fight with words than fists any day.  So yes, Ravenclaw for me :)
Friday, June 3, 2011

MilSpouse Friday Fill-In #43


It's now June (woot!)... what plans do you have for the summer?
Oh my, our summer is going to be busy!  My grandparents and uncle have been here for the past 10 days, but they are leaving today.  June is going to be a serious shape up time for me, because I want to be in tip top shape when I get home at the end of the month.  KB and I are flying to MS at the end of June.  Jason will take his PNEO exam in early July, then fly to DC for his interview mid-July.  He'll then fly to either MS or TN, and we'll drive up to spend a week or so with his family in Tennessee.  After that, we're leaving KB with grandparents and flying to Maryland to see some friends of ours get married at Anapolis.  We'll finally be back home at the beginning of August.  WHEW!



What is your favorite summer memory as a kid?

Easy - when all of us would be together at the grandparents', playing outside after dark.  We'd play hide and seek, chase each other around on the 4 wheeler and mini mini bike.  Chase lightening bugs.. Good times!

If you could make any wild aninal a pet without fear of it ever being dangerous, which animal?
Some big cat, I think.  I loved white tigers when I was a kid, so let's go with that one.



Is there anything about deployments that you do like? submitted by The Thrifty Military Wife

I like having the bed to myself every now and then, and I like being able to eat garbage for dinner without fear of judgement from my Honey.  The judgement is just because he loves me, though :)


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