Proud Army Wife

So I need to vent for just a second. It really bothers me when other military wives bitch and moan about their husbands jobs. How hard it is, how the pay sucks, how he's always deployed, or how much he works, etc. Now the deployment thing I get. They suck, and sometimes the only thing you can do to make yourself feel better is to bitch. I did it when Joe was deployed, and I'm just saying, it totally helped me deal. But the in general bitching about the job? Totally and completely unacceptable. His job didn't change from when y'all were dating, what in the world made you think it would somehow change when you got married? And bitching to him about it? Doesn't help him at all! I just don't get it. How are you not beyond proud of your soldier? I know when I tell people what my husband does, I feel an enormous amount of pride. These women also like to bring up rank, like they somehow wear their husbands patches on their chest or something. They like to bitch that officers make more money, or the officer's wives are just bitches in general, or blah blah blah. I can't stand this! Listen, officer or not, people do not join the military for the money. And I am not a hateful bitch. When I meet other wives they have no idea what rank my husband is, and I don't ask them what rank their husband is. It is absolutely none of my business and vice versa. If I like you as a person, your husband's rank makes no difference to me. Now, if you start throwing it around or trying to "out rank" me, I'm going to stop you dead in your tracks and separate myself from you. I don't want that drama in my world, and I refuse to participate in it. I understand that some women don't think this way, and they've made the rest of us look bad. I am an enlisted airman's daughter, and an Army officer's wife. I am no better and no worse than anybody else. I wish other military wives would realize this. I hate being lumped into the "Bitchy officer's wife" group :( I feel like I've made an extra effort not to be perceived that way, and it bums me out that I don't always get credit for that just b/c of my husband's rank. I guess the point of my rant is 1. Quit bitching about your soldier's job. Get on board or get out. You just make it harder for them to do their job. 2. You are not your husband's rank, so quit acting like you are. I can guarantee he doesn't act like an ass at work, so you shouldn't at the commissary. Just two points I guess :)

Proud of my soldier :)

Current Battalion. He's shaping our future soldiers. Pretty proud of him.

Rose

Since becoming pregnant, and having the great baby name debate, I've noticed a trend that I'm not such a fan of. Now, I don't want anyone to misunderstand me, I'm not hatin, I'm just sayin. The middle name Rose has become the new Marie. I don't know if anyone else noticed this, but when I was little I noticed that most of my friends had the middle name Marie or Maria. It's a beautiful name that flows beautifully with many other names. And now I feel like Rose is becoming the new Marie. I love the name Marie, but I love my middle name Rose more. See, it's extra special. Not that other people's names aren't special, but I feel mine is extra special. I may or may not be biased :) See, my middle name is also my mother's maiden name. It's just her and my aunt, and my grandfather is an only child, so the name Rose, at least for our immediate family, stops with them. So when she gave me the middle name Rose, it was her way of carrying on her family name. Then my cousin Alison was born and she was made a Rose as well. That's when I decided that I would start a new family tradition. The first born daughter would get the middle name Rose, hence how Miss Charlotte Rose got her name. Heather's daughter will have the middle name Rose, and Alison has said she would give her first daughter the middle name Rose. Hopefully our daughters will feel as strongly about this tradition as we do, and continue it with their daughters. So here's where I start to feel territorial. And I know this is totally and completely ridiculous, trust me, I am aware of just how irrational I am being, but I don't like other people using my name! It's not even that they're using it, it's that I don't want Charlotte to feel like her name is any less special b/c she's most likely going to have a few friends with the same middle name.  Half of me is flattered (maybe not the right word to use?) that so many people love this name as much as my family and I do, and the other half is a little annoyed b/c I don't feel like it's as special to them as it is to us. See, told ya, totally irrational. Ha. I was hesitant to even say this to Joe, b/c I knew he'd think I was a crazy person, but he said he got it. Now, he may have just been being a good husband, but I think he meant it. He knows how special my family and our small traditions are to me, so I really think he understands where I'm coming from. And I hope this isn't coming across as hateful, b/c it's not. I get emotionally attached to things that most people wouldn't, and this is no exception. Oh well, I should be thrilled that more people are starting to see the beauty in the name Rose. I'm gonna work on that :)

Pregnancy Highlights

How far along: 34 weeks 1 day

Size of baby: A little over 5 pounds and 18 inches

Weight gain: Ok so according to the scale at the doctors office, I've gained 60 lbs but the scale at home says I've gained 27 lbs. I'm pretty sure the scale at the doctors office is WRONG b/c 1. Dr. Holdaway would've had my ass by now if I had gained 60 lbs and 2. None of my clothes would fit. I'm still wearing my pre-pregnancy jeans, and that would not be possible if I had gained 60 lbs. So I am pretty sure the scale at home is more on it.

  Sex: Girl Charlotte Rose

 Movement: All the time, especially if it's noisy

  Sleep: Betterish. It varies from night to night.

 Symptoms: Sciatic nerve pain. OMG its awful!

 What I miss: Not being pregnant. I'm officially over it :)

 Cravings: Nothing this week.

 Aversions: Meat. Tea. Ranch. The usual

 Best moment this week: She was squirming around, and Keech started giving my belly kisses. It was sweet.

  What I am looking forward to: Not being pregnant :) I am so ready to meet my baby girl!

Milestones: Her liver is almost fully developed. It's the last thing to do, other than get fat!

34 weeks

I made a friend today :)

I made a friend today/ yesterday! Her husband just got to Joe's company this week so she's new to the area, and came to our FRG spouse's coffee yesterday. We exchanged numbers and she text me last night asking me to a playdate with her son (he's cute as snot by the way). I was like heck yeah I'll go! So our playdate that started out at the park ended up back her house, and we just talked for hours while her little man played and napped. I've had a hardish time making friends since we got here. Not necessarily b/c I'm too picky, but I'm just not super outgoing, and a lot of the women I've met here are either older than me or their kids are older than mine will be and their just busy families. So it was nice to meet someone who I feel is similar to myself, and her son is almost 2, so he's still little! Another fantastic thing came out of making a friend today! She's starting school in January and needs somebody to watch her son while she's in class, and I offered. I'm going to be home with Charlotte anyway, and she's iffy about daycares or people she doesn't know caring for her son so I said that if she would like, I'd be more than happy to watch him. So now we both benefit! I'll get a chance to see my new friend everyday for a bit, and earn a little bit of extra cash, and she'll know her son is with somebody she can trust. I'm not gonna lie, I'm pretty excited about all of this :)

Slacker

So I know I've been slacking on the updating, and I don't have a good reason other than I just haven't felt like it. We haven't really had anything too terribly exciting going on either. Oh wait, that's a lie. My birthday was Friday :) That was pretty exciting! We went out to my favorite restaurant here in Columbus, and then Joe gave me a spa certificate which I was able to use yesterday on a FANTASTIC prenatal massage and facial. With the way my back has been hurting the last few weeks, the massage was definitely needed. It was nice, the only thing I would've changed was my masseuse wanted to talk to me the ENTIRE time. Don't get me wrong, she was nice, but I don't go to get a massage to talk. I want to close my eyes and drift in and out of blissful unconsciousness, but I couldn't do that this time so that was a little disappointing.  I left feeling great though, so that's what's important. Unfortunately I jacked my back up again last night putting together the crib and changing table. I didn't do any of the heavy lifting, Joe wouldn't let me of course, but just the being on the floor and then up again and then down again and then up again repeatedly just messed me up. I was walking like a little old lady when we were done. It was kinda funny. Then I may or may not have spent the rest of the night feeling sorry for myself and the phrase "What a waste of a massage" may have been muttered. But I can't be sure. I'm not one to whine or complain ;) I'll get a post with pictures about the nursery when it's all done and put together. The bedding shipped yesterday, so hopefully by the end of next week.

The battalion golf team also won their tournament on Tuesday! Joe was so cute with his trophy when he came home. It was a two day tournament with all the golf teams, and they won. He couldn't of been a prouder coach/player. They're done really well all "season" winning every tournament they've played in. I was very proud of him!

My camera sucks, so he has no face. But you can see the trophy!

Anyone have any suggestions on what kind of camera we should get? I want a really nice one so I can properly stalk my baby when she's born and have an acceptable amount of embarrassing pictures for when she's older. Help me achieve this oh so important parental goal!