Ok, I am going to preface this post by saying that, I have the utmost respect for the families that serve in the armed forces. My husband actually served for four years, many many years before he and I met but I am proud that he did.
For any family that their spouse works in construction you will understand this post and feel my pain. I have always said being a Construction wife is like being an army wife without some of the benefits. We do not have a support system like a base does, but our family is torn apart constantly. Our hubbys are not taken away for long lengths of time, but a week at a time and then back again and then gone again, it is a vicious cycle. Having Daddy home all week one week then gone Monday thru Friday the next is sooooo hard on a family who lives for a routine. Mommy is and always will be the only steady parent in this house. I love that my husband has a job and a paycheck, but I wish for more time with him.
I have felt this pain more over the last two years since we had our third child, and all of a sudden I am out numbered three to one. Missing having a second person in my corner every night at the witching hour before bed is my hardest part. I miss having someone to talk to after they go to bed instead of cleaning till I fall down because its the only time I have five minutes to myself. Locking myself in the bathroom to make a phone call in peace and then coming out not even two minutes later to find a beautiful mural on my wall from my almost two year old.
My life is full of blessings and I know that Heavenly Father would not hand anything to me if I couldn't handle it but still i am allowed to whine a little right?!?
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