First one to start me off.....

So here we go. I have decided to start this blog to indicate that at this point in my life I am starting a change, in myself. I think at this point in my life I need to start to doing something different instead of just expecting everything in my life to just fall into place.

I am 23 years old, married to a wonderful man, even if we fight over the dumbest things, and mom to two of the most beautiful boys anyone could ever hope for. They may drive me crazy but this year a lot is happening and this blog is going to get me through it. I hope whoever reads this will cheer me on in this first year of change.

Ryan will be home from deployment in a couple of weeks. How do I feel........how do I feel? Nervous, excited, scared, ready, impatient, everything and nothing all rolled into one. I can't wait for him to be home, for him to see the changes in our boys, and in me. It has only been 4 months, but it seems like a lot longer to me. His birthday was yesterday, he didn't get to spend it with us, or even have a beer to celebrate. Just like Christmas and Thanksgiving, and our youngest sons first birthday. That sucks.......for him.

Don't get me wrong it sucks for us too, but we at least had each other and the love of our family and friends back home in Missouri. He has no one, and nothing. I guess I just now realized what he may be going through when he leaves. He literally is all alone in the feelings department. He has to leave his wife and kids to go to a place he doesn't want to go to, to do a job that he enjoys, but not enough to willingly be gone for four months.

That is depressing to me. I guess with all the changes coming this year (i.e. moving to a new base, getting a new house, making new friends......leaving old ones behind, reshaping and recommitting ourselves to our marriage and family.) This year is going to have a lot of change happen.

A little about my family, I have two boys, William who's three and incredibly intelligent, and Alexander who just turned one and has decided to become a daredevil and give mommy a heart attack before he's two. We have one dog, Gus. He is a Rottweiler/German Shepard who hates to be outside for more than 3 minutes and refuses to eat his food until he is sure all the people food is done being passed out for the day.

We have a male betta fish named slinky, why? Because everyone loves a slinky. We have a male African underwater frog named Kermit, (he is Will's and he will make sure you know that), Kermit and Slinky hate each other, they fight all the time and I can't figure out if Kermit pisses him off on purpose because he thinks it's funny or just because he sees his owner do the same thing to Slinky's owner (aka me). We have a male Snail named Old Yeller, he is yellow (hence the name) and he is my husbands. They are very similar in that they usually stay out of confrontation and eat everything they come into contact with.

In case you didn't notice, no where in there did I mention any females. That is because I am the only one. In the whole house........alone. I am Laura, a 23 year old military wife, with 2 kids, and a lot of male animals. At this point with all the testosterone running around my house, I should have grown a penis, but I think God put me in this situation to be the sense of reason, or as I like to refer to myself, "the normal one".

Both mine and my husbands families are in Missouri, we got married at 18, and we are still together, shocking I know, and to top it off we didn't get married because I was pregnant as many speculated. I am outspoken, loud, sensitive, and die-hard about everything I believe in. So here we go to my first blog about my years of change.