So i have never been good at doing things daily like blogs.
anyway.
this week has gone by way too fast for me, but it's only one week closer to seeing my hubby again. i can't wait until after the holidays. (they are coming up way too fast and it's scaring me and makin me anxious all at once) he will be home!
So october is already here. Chey will be 16 months. it has flown by. i wish she could stya little forever. but she is already starting to have little temper tantrums that mkae ME want to cry. today was a frustrating day. Chey HAS to have everything HER way. she would not listen to me for anything. i tried to bribe her(lol) with ice cream but not even that helped. she keeps pullin plugs out of the walls, climbing up things and falling(but she gets right back up and does it again), going near the street when we are playing outside, ugh every little thing that she normally wouldn't because she is not supposed to, she did today. almost liek terrible twos starting early.
ok so phone call interrupted this, and i dont have the smae train of thought anymore. going to end this now. :-)
Monday, September 29, 2008
Sunday, September 7, 2008
number three
I didnt write this. just found it.
You don’t know, but I’m the girl who cries every morning, and hopes every night for his safe return. I’m the girl who drags herself out of bed every morning so that he will be proud of her when he comes home. I’m the girl who lies in bed longing for him to be lying next to me. I’m the girl who sits quietly during class because all I can think about is that next moment when he will safely be in my arms again. You don’t know, but I’m the girl with a million things to say, but not one will come out without the thought of him. I’m the girl who checks my cell phone every five seconds just to make sure I haven’t missed his call. I’m the girl who stops and stares and wishes for him to return soon each and every time another man in uniform walks by.What you don’t know is that I know love on an entirely different level from most. I know the love that spans time and space; that love that most people are constantly searching for. I’m one of the girls who waits months for a single kiss; a kiss that will make the months apart worth every second. A kiss where everything in the world stops and for what seems like eternity, you can see into that person’s soul and know that without them, life is not worth living. You tell me, I’m too young to be 'so in love'; I know that love has no age limit. You tell me I don’t even understand what love is, I tell you, I know more love in one homecoming, than most know in a life time. You don’t know that every time he leaves part of me goes with him and part of him stays with me. You tell me that people change and I tell you, true love with always remain constant and steady. You tell me, I’m too young to be married, I tell you, and I’m too in love to not be. You tell me you know how I feel and that you understand what I’m going through; you have no idea. What you don’t realize is that I understand the true meaning of not only love, but of longing and anticipation.You don’t see, but I’m one of the few who gets goose bumps as my heart fills with pride every time the National Anthem is played. I’m one of the girls who will stand tall and stay strong on the outside, but be dying on the inside. I am one of the girls who will make friends with complete strangers for only they can even begin to understand what I am going through. You don’t understand that I picture his face everywhere I go and that he is with me in everything I do. You think I don’t cry anymore, that I have gotten over it, but what you don’t know is that I just hide it better.You don’t know the feeling the first time you hear the word deployment or the feeling of his hands as it slides out of yours for what could be the last time. You don’t know what that last hug or kiss means and how important that goodbye truly is. I’m the girl you see standing alone in the corner of the airport watching quietly out the window with tears rolling down my cheeks. I’m the girl you see walking by with a disheartened face staring silently at the ground. What you don’t know, is that I know true love and that no matter what obstacles we have to face, our love will live forever, that only we know.You tell me that you support the troops; I tell you, I’m in love with one. I’m one of the silent, but outgoing; weak, but strong; scared, but grateful. What you don’t see is that without me, he is nothing and without him, I am nothing.I’m one of those girls; the girl who stands tall behind her Marine, stands proud behind her Hero, stands strong behind her man, watching silently as he serves and defends our country
wait there is more
Loving a Marine is not always play,Loving him deeply is a high price to pay.It’s being alone with nothing to hold,It’s being young, but feeling old.It’s loving him whisper his love for you,It’s whispering back, you love him too.There’s always a kiss and a promise for more,As his ship slowly glides away from the shore.Reluctantly, painfully, letting him go,While you’re dying inside from wanting him so.Watching him leave with eyes filled with tears,Standing alone with your hopes, dreams, and fears.It’s sending a letter with the stamp upside down,To a far away love, in a far away town.It’s going to church, to kneal and to pray,And really meaning the things that you say.Days go by - no mail for a spell,You wait for some word to hear that he is well.Then a letter arrives and you’re given in,To open this letter and read with a grin.Yes, he is well and misses you so,And filled with the love you wanted to know.Weeks are like months, and months like years,You wait for the day you’ll have no more fears.Days go by slowly - how many have passed?Then suddenly you realize it’s here at last!Yes loving a Marine isn’t much fun,But it’s worth the price when the battle is won.And remember he is thnking of you every day,He’s sad, he’s lonely, while so far away.So love him and miss him and hold your head high,Be strong and have faith - wipe that tear from your eye.Your man is a Marine, like those who have gone before,It’s a high price to pay for loving a Marine!
You don’t know, but I’m the girl who cries every morning, and hopes every night for his safe return. I’m the girl who drags herself out of bed every morning so that he will be proud of her when he comes home. I’m the girl who lies in bed longing for him to be lying next to me. I’m the girl who sits quietly during class because all I can think about is that next moment when he will safely be in my arms again. You don’t know, but I’m the girl with a million things to say, but not one will come out without the thought of him. I’m the girl who checks my cell phone every five seconds just to make sure I haven’t missed his call. I’m the girl who stops and stares and wishes for him to return soon each and every time another man in uniform walks by.What you don’t know is that I know love on an entirely different level from most. I know the love that spans time and space; that love that most people are constantly searching for. I’m one of the girls who waits months for a single kiss; a kiss that will make the months apart worth every second. A kiss where everything in the world stops and for what seems like eternity, you can see into that person’s soul and know that without them, life is not worth living. You tell me, I’m too young to be 'so in love'; I know that love has no age limit. You tell me I don’t even understand what love is, I tell you, I know more love in one homecoming, than most know in a life time. You don’t know that every time he leaves part of me goes with him and part of him stays with me. You tell me that people change and I tell you, true love with always remain constant and steady. You tell me, I’m too young to be married, I tell you, and I’m too in love to not be. You tell me you know how I feel and that you understand what I’m going through; you have no idea. What you don’t realize is that I understand the true meaning of not only love, but of longing and anticipation.You don’t see, but I’m one of the few who gets goose bumps as my heart fills with pride every time the National Anthem is played. I’m one of the girls who will stand tall and stay strong on the outside, but be dying on the inside. I am one of the girls who will make friends with complete strangers for only they can even begin to understand what I am going through. You don’t understand that I picture his face everywhere I go and that he is with me in everything I do. You think I don’t cry anymore, that I have gotten over it, but what you don’t know is that I just hide it better.You don’t know the feeling the first time you hear the word deployment or the feeling of his hands as it slides out of yours for what could be the last time. You don’t know what that last hug or kiss means and how important that goodbye truly is. I’m the girl you see standing alone in the corner of the airport watching quietly out the window with tears rolling down my cheeks. I’m the girl you see walking by with a disheartened face staring silently at the ground. What you don’t know, is that I know true love and that no matter what obstacles we have to face, our love will live forever, that only we know.You tell me that you support the troops; I tell you, I’m in love with one. I’m one of the silent, but outgoing; weak, but strong; scared, but grateful. What you don’t see is that without me, he is nothing and without him, I am nothing.I’m one of those girls; the girl who stands tall behind her Marine, stands proud behind her Hero, stands strong behind her man, watching silently as he serves and defends our country
wait there is more
Loving a Marine is not always play,Loving him deeply is a high price to pay.It’s being alone with nothing to hold,It’s being young, but feeling old.It’s loving him whisper his love for you,It’s whispering back, you love him too.There’s always a kiss and a promise for more,As his ship slowly glides away from the shore.Reluctantly, painfully, letting him go,While you’re dying inside from wanting him so.Watching him leave with eyes filled with tears,Standing alone with your hopes, dreams, and fears.It’s sending a letter with the stamp upside down,To a far away love, in a far away town.It’s going to church, to kneal and to pray,And really meaning the things that you say.Days go by - no mail for a spell,You wait for some word to hear that he is well.Then a letter arrives and you’re given in,To open this letter and read with a grin.Yes, he is well and misses you so,And filled with the love you wanted to know.Weeks are like months, and months like years,You wait for the day you’ll have no more fears.Days go by slowly - how many have passed?Then suddenly you realize it’s here at last!Yes loving a Marine isn’t much fun,But it’s worth the price when the battle is won.And remember he is thnking of you every day,He’s sad, he’s lonely, while so far away.So love him and miss him and hold your head high,Be strong and have faith - wipe that tear from your eye.Your man is a Marine, like those who have gone before,It’s a high price to pay for loving a Marine!
Friday, September 5, 2008
number two
ok so i am losing my mind. I am on the mirena iud but i am feeling some symptoms of being pregnant. thsi can't be true. i have been told by so many people htat the mirena is said to be more effective than getting your tubes tied. Neal was home on r and r about a month ago. i ahven't had my period yet. but maybe it's just stress that is causing it to not come. i need to call and make an appointment to get the mirena taken out. i dont really need it anymore anyway. when neal gets home in januaryish we are going to try for another child anyway. and if i am pregnant again, omg i dont know what i would do. i dont know if i should just wiat for my period to come. i have always been irregular anyway. or if i should just test to put my mind at ease. when would be a good time to take a test? i haven't done this in over a year lol.
chey is 15 months old now. she is still too young (for me) to have another baby right now. plus i want my husband to be here with me during the whole pregnancy if i am.
sooooooooooooo hopefully im over thinking everythign and im not pregnant. we will see.
chey is 15 months old now. she is still too young (for me) to have another baby right now. plus i want my husband to be here with me during the whole pregnancy if i am.
sooooooooooooo hopefully im over thinking everythign and im not pregnant. we will see.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
number one
So I have finally joined the blogging community. yay me. I don't really know what to talk about in here becuase in all the other blogs i have read, everyone talks all smart like, and well lets face it, i can't do that. lol. ( i say lol a lot so be prepared)
yesterday i realized i want to vote. i will be voting for john mccain/sarah palin. i know that my vote won't really matter but i kind of feel important about just having the ability to make my vount somewhat count. every vote counts right?
blah.
Cheyanne is growing so fast, and right before my very eyes. she is starting her climbing phase i guess. she is climbing up onto everythign. she falls a lot but gets right back up and tries to do whatever she was doing again. im so proud of her.
here's some somewhat recent pics of her. 
So yea, how's this for my first entry in the blogging world?
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