thinking, planning, doing, etc….

News Flash: My husband, best friend, and the sane part of my brain have left. He joined the Army. I talked to him for 20 minutes yesterday. He still makes me smile. We’re moving full speed ahead in our new normal. Let me dump the goings on of my brain on you all…

I’ve been marveling a lot lately at how perfectly God has designed the roles of man and woman. Interesting that it takes the removal of my husband for me to truly appreciate this. 1 Peter is an awesome study and SO perfect for where I am at right now. We had a panel of older couples from our church speak to the High School and Junior High students this past Wednesday. It was amazing to hear our students ask questions and even more amazing to hear the responses of our panel. I learned a lot. I don’t think I realized how much I talk until Clint left. I honestly think I don’t acknowledge how much I talk to Clint, because now that it is gone I have spurts of desperation to talk to people. I’m working on it.

A couple of things are driving me to “get in shape” whatever that means. My husband is now amazingly fit although I’m sure he is a bit too skinny for my preference. I plan to put a little weight back on him when he is done with his training. Training in the Army typically leaves soldiers looking sick and emaciated. Not my personal favorite. I also love the show The Biggest Looser. I’m an addict. I typically watch it while eating. Huh. I do want to be more active and that is even more motivating since Clint will have incentive to be active as well.

Clint and I will need completely new wardrobes. Currently the only clothes that fit Clinton are his Army issued clothing. Everything else will literally fall off of him. I’ve never been the chick who really cares what other people think about how I dress etc. I know how to dress and wear make-up but only choose to step outside of the t-shirt and jeans realm when I’m in the mood. I’m trying to adjust to my “new” body and the fact that it is unlikely to change a ton in the near future. For the most part I have been jacking with my hormones for 3 years. Either through fertility treatments, pregnancy or nursing. This drastically effects my weight and shape of my body so now that the hormone-jacking season is passed for the foreseeable future I need to address my wardrobe, buy clothes that fit, that I love, and that don’t scream I wore this in college -OR- that I am a suburban housewife.

I’m currently sewing a diaper bag for my friend Avery, curtains for my mother-in-law, knitting a blanket, and sewing some baby quilts. I should be folding laundry. I am actually writing this post as an excuse to avoid folding laundry. I’m working on a blog with my friend Thelma geared towards wives of military servicemen. It is really more practical experiences and advice. I’ll formally introduce it soon.

I’m off to fold laundry. Pictures of the small children tomorrow.

-Megan

Explore posts in the same categories: Army, Random Thoughts