Silhouette Project

So I got a wild hair to be creative after surfing through Pinterest. I've been wanting to add some artwork to my son's room. There is one wall that is completely bare. So after a quick trip to a store I began...at 8pm.

after some cutting and such I got my final result.

For our bedroom (the two pictures above the lamps)

and for Tatum's room

I'm pretty happy with the end result. I'm still searching for more ideas of what to put on the wall with this picture. I want something original and fun! Thinking about pulling some quotes from some children's books (i.e.. Peter Pan, Winnie the Pooh) Do you guys have any favorite quotes that you think would be fitting for a little boys room? Or have you attempted any Pinterest DIY crafts. Love that website!! Hope to see you back here soon!!

Sick Baby

The past few days have been very...interesting

My baby boy, Tatum, has been feeling under the weather. We went from this precious thing on Tuesday evening.....

.....to a vomiting, screaming, pathetic little man the next day.

We headed to the doctor and apparently this has been going around Fort Campbell for a few weeks. We got our probiotics to help his tummy and went back to laying on the couch. I was puked on a total of 4 times...and took me an hour in the shower to get the smell outta my hair. He was also cutting two molars...so we're still not outta the clear.

We did get to enjoy the amazingly sunny day yesterday (taking it slow of course for Tatum). It was in the mid 70s here. We broke out the grill and invited a couple over to enjoy burgers and play some Monopoly. Somehow my husband (who cheated I'm 95% sure) won the game..and I lost all my properties first. I blame lack of sleep and puke fumes for my complete lack of motivation to win.

Did you get to enjoy some gorgeous weather...or better yet...did you get to get puked on 4 times. you know you're jealous! Hope to see you back here soon!

Common Man

Here I Be

Ive been putting this off for sometime now. I’ve been creeping in the shadows, reading other peoples thoughts and feelings, waiting patiently until I would have the confidence to start my own. I’m still waiting for the confidence. So (slowly exhales)…lets begin. I’ve survived my 2^nd round of deployment as an Army wife so with this accomplishment I thought that I’d dive into the blogging world. With this deployment there has been a lot going on with not only myself but also with my small family of 3. I’ve needed a type of release to get my feelings and thoughts written down and organized. Ever time I start a journal though it never seems to go anywhere. Either I’m annoyed by my own handwriting or end up losing said journal. So since handwriting isn’t an issue on blogger…and they have this nifty save button I thought I’d just have at it.

A little about myself is required I guess.  I’m a young army wife and am married to an amazing Infantry soldier who I will address as Army Man. Army Man, on this last deployment, decided that he was going to make a career out of the Army which in turn makes me a career Army wife…along with my son becoming an Army brat (and a cute one at that). Our little Army Brat, Tatum, is one year old  He was a post deployment baby, last deployment. We have chose not to make another post deployment baby. J He has given life to our house that we could not imagine our lives without. He is the happiest little noise box. I will most likely be posting several (okay probably hundreds) of pictures of him throughout this blog.  He’s momma’s camera hog. Okay so back to my husbands career choice.This decision, which at first I thought would be not such a big deal, has slowly got me thinking about what our life will now hold. If you are a military wife reading this you will know that military life can be very…tough. Its not only the fact of cleaning endless piles of ACU’s or those combat boots that I’m always stubbing my toes on. Deployments are always looming and even when those aren’t on your mind there are countless schools that he could be off and running too at any moment. Even though I am happy with our lives it would be nice to know the life of a normal married couple. Whats it feel like to not have chinooks flying over your house at all hours? Whats it feel like when your husband can call in sick? Or better yet, what does it feel like to know your husband won’t be leaving the country for a year? These are things I’ve thought about a lot since marrying my husband.

This blog will mostly be about my adventures of an army wife. The good, the bad, and the PCS’s. Oh Lawrd the PCS’s. We will be PCSing very soon…which I will be talking about next time. (insert bitter face and finger nail biting)

Besides being an Army wife and a mother, I enjoy cooking, taking pictures, and thift shopping. I’ll be sharing some of my favorite bloggers, recipes, and crafts throughout this blog. Along with ranting and raving about every day life. Hope to see you back here soon!

PCSing…does not always come with a positive response.

Unless you’re moving closer to family or moving away from a place you didn’t enjoy, you usually don’t do a happy dance when you have to PCS. This is my pre-PCSing story….

My husband had been deployed for about 8 or 9 months. We had been discussing whether or not he should reenlist or get out. If he was to reenlist he was going to stay in and make a career out of it. We’ve enjoyed our time in the Army and we’re at a base where we are close (4 hours) away from family and are comfortable with our surroundings. I have a few friends with whom I’m comfortable with and we’ve found a church that we love. That being said we decided that we would go ahead and make the decision to stay in. Well about a week later I got the dreaded call from my husband in Afghanistan. “Honey, I have bad news”

This is when ever military wife’s butt puckers. “Crap. What is it?”

Fort Hood.

I have no problem with Fort Hood..let me be very upfront. Before my husband told me that we would be traveling there I had never really heard much of Fort Hood. But that being said….Fort Hood is in TEXAS.

 

Texas is roughly 16 hours away from our hometown.

Texas is HOT…and when I sweat I magically turn green and become the Hulk. Not pretty.

Texas was our LAST pick for where we wanted to go.

Hoorah..right? Home is where the Army sends us? BOO. Hate that saying. But its true. We will survive..we will break out the boxes and move. We will make a home in blazing hot Texas. The other AWE-SOME part of this whole PCS. We move in the middle of summer. I can hear my sweat glands preparing.

We will leave pretty Fort Campbell…with its mild summers, pretty leaves in the fall, and its 45 min drives to Nashville. I will miss you all. I will keep you all posted of our steps in making this big moves. 16 hours in a car with a 15 month year old will probably be one post in itself .

 Im already making mental lists of what all I need to do. Have you ever PCSed? Do you have any tips? Any activities a 15 month old can do for  16 hours in a Uhaul? Any advice would be GREAT! Hope to see you back here soon!