Oh… Military Life! This is likely what brought you to Mission: Milspouse in the first place. It is what binds the military community together with its wildly unique lifestyle.
Whether you are here to learn how to better live in this military life, how to support a loved one who is living the military lifestyle, or to see if this lifestyle is something you may like to be a part of, you have come to the right place.
Here at Mission: Milispouse the military lifestyle is what inspires us, drives our home lives, our moves, and our service member’s career, and gives us a camaraderie like no other. So welcome friend, take a seat and read more about all things that make us who we are and make the military lifestyle a life like no other!
I married my Army man almost two years ago and had so much fun planning it that I decided to try to get into event planning. I’m super excited to share that with you, so soon after writing this post last month, expressing my fears about my burgeoning career already stagnating. Turns out, I was offered a job as the Director of Catering and Events at a country club! This new experience has been amazing, and I’m learning new things constantly.
Our Tiny Human just turned 3 years old. And with the Terrible Twos behind us, I thought things would flip like a light switch as the final smoke wafted from her blown-out candles.
And it did. We went directly into the Threenager Stage.
It’s really not that bad. In fact, I like her more now than I did this time three years ago after 12 hours of Pictocin-induced labor with no pain meds. (Side note: I have, of course, always loved her. She is just more fun.)
Little hands find deployments and the strain of distance as difficult to grasp as adult hands. Many times, children don’t always comprehend the why or reasoning behind a loved one being away.
My duty and privileges as a step-mother are to provide assurance, protection, support, and love for little hands. My husband had two children prior to our marriage; a step-daughter who is 9 and step-son who is 4.
I always prided myself on being independent.
As a military spouse, it’s a good attribute to possess… for the most part.
But shortly after jumping headfirst into this milspouse life, I realized that too much independence wasn’t such a good thing.
Here’s what happened:
If you ever have a face-to-face conversation with me, it will likely take you all of six minutes to realize that I have some very “unique” language and vocabulary.
I use words like “fantastical” on a regular basis.
I occasionally throw a “fo-shizzle” in there, although I know it is so 2011.
PCSes really are like a strict diet. Let me explain.
A PCS really is like a strict diet. Let me explain.
When I was 6 years old, I made my first “official” best friend. Her name was Melody, and we were in the same first grade class. Although I don’t remember a lot from when I was 6 years old, I remember that Melody was, in my 6-year-old world, the best thing to ever happen. We had a lot in common—her dad was in the Navy, so was mine. She was waiting for her front tooth to come in, so was I. We liked the same music. We liked going swimming.
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