i feel like i've been going through the stages of grief this whole week. can someone please bring me some junk food!?! i just want to lay on the couch with ben & jerry's in one hand and brownies in the other and do absolutely nothing. that is pretty much what i've been doing. the kids and i haven't even left the house this week. chris started IOC (infantry officers course) and he has the big CET (combat endurance test) tomorrow starting at 3am... THREE IN THE MORNING! and i expect him to come home some time after 9 pm. poor guy. i was really getting used to having him home all the time, and i didn't mind it at all. he helped me so much with the kids, in every way. and it was like ever day of the week was a weekend and he was always home for dinner! now he's going to be gone all the time. the beautiful thing about the marine corps, is that i'm in the dark all the time (he usually is too), so i'm not going to know when he'll be back from FEXes (field exercises), days? weeks? or what time he'll get home from work. should i leave dinner in the oven? i'm just scared. scared of taking care or the kids by myself; scared of falling behind on all the house work; scared of sleeping alone... i'm going to pull myself together and keep busy as much as possible...starting next week. and in the mean time, i'll be counting down the days until IOC is over.
little update on his feet: as most of you know, chris already completed the CET in the last class and went through 3 weeks of grueling infantry training before he finally got rolled to the next class. i say finally because the CET really tore up his feet, and pretty much every day after that was hike after run after ground fighting after hike! so his feet never got a chance to recover. there are no sick days in this training... if he were to say he needed some time to let his feet heal, then they would have dropped him from the course and reassigned him a completely new MOS, most likely one that no one would want. so he 'toughed it out' until someone noticed and got the okay to start up again in the next class. he's feet were destroyed! (i'll show you a nasty pic!). he literally could not walk on his feet for almost two weeks. poor chris had to crawl up the stairs. hahahahaha! (sorry, i shouldn't be laughing...). but we did a bunch of research, spent a lot more money, and worked really hard on repairing his feet. now they're good as new! i'll still be constantly praying for him.
good luck tomorrow mr. christopher! i love you!
here is an article about IOC in The New York Times ...and chris is in one of the pictures!
good luck tomorrow mr. christopher! i love you!
here is an article about IOC in The New York Times ...and chris is in one of the pictures!
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4 comments:
Your post made me cry! I'm so sorry that you're feeling this way. You are so much stronger than I am. I could not make the choice to marry into the military. But your friend above is so right. Find time to go to the temple, pray, read scriptures, and write in your journal. Without being able to tell at first, you'll receive an influx of the Spirit into your life and be able to not feel the burden so much.
I'm also so happy that his feet are doing so much better! JT had major foot issues from time to time while he was in the USMC too. You guys are doing great. I'm so glad you got to enjoy time with him and get him feeling 100%. Hope he does well on his test!
this to shall pass....but he might never be home as much as you like. You'll find our what works for you guys. I'm glad he got his feet back together, we've been there and back. Life gets better.
OMG. the infamous feet. i'm so glad you posted this pic so we could visualize. praying for you emma, you were made for this! you are a rockstar mom and wife-- i look up to you so much! God will provide exactly what you need when you need it. love you girl!
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