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Six Months of Parenting: Check!

Somehow, we are officially 6 months into this parenting gig! I think every parent says this, but how in the world did the time go so quickly? Didn't I just have him in the hospital?? Time doesn't seem to be slowing down at all, but I can look back on the last 6 months and be so, so thankful that it went the way that it did.

Our first 6 months were by no means perfect, and we had hard days just like any parents, but I can honestly say I wouldn't change a single thing. When I think back on our first 6 months, three things come to the forefront of my mind...

1. Breastfeeding

Months 0-3 can best be summed up in one word: breastfeeding. I opened up on the topic in this post, but to sum up, breastfeeding was so hard for me those first few months. It hurt. A lot. Like, really a lot. The most common question I got during those first few months was "How is he sleeping?". I'd always say "Forget sleeping! Kid sleeps like a champ. Now let's talk about the real struggle... breastfeeding!". It just sort of consumed everything I did those first few months, and if it hadn't been for breastfeeding, those first few months would have pretty darn easy. We are blessed with an easy baby, and after month 3, breastfeeding got much easier too!

2. Coparenting

If I am being honest, which I always try to be, this has been HARD. I didn't expect Parker and me to struggle with coparenting. We were both raised in Christian homes and have the same values. Easy peasy, right? Nope. Ultimately, we are different people who both have different ways of looking at things. We can both be pretty thickheaded, and throw in sleep-deprived and overly passionate about this new little baby (both me), and it has been tricky. We have learned that open communication is key, and we are doing much better at meeting in the middle and seeing the other one's point of view. It hasn't been easy though, that's for sure! #realtalk

3. Everyday joy

The joy. Parenthood can be hard, but it bring so much joy. I didn't realize it was possible to love another human being this much. I'm just obsessed with him and hang on his every grin, giggle, and expression. From the newborn days of just sitting on the couch snuggling this perfect little baby, to the midnight feedings that I honestly looked forward to because I missed him, he has brought me so much joy. Now that he is out of the newborn stage, he is babbling and laughing, and it just never gets old. Oh parenthood, you bring your own unique set of challenges but you bring more joy than I ever thought possible. 



Six months down, the rest of our lives to go! So thankful to be on this crazy parenting journey. I wouldn't trade a single second. Now, if anyone can figure out how to slow time down, be a dear and let me know. 


Military Mondays: What I Wish I Would Have Known Before Marrying A Military Man

Happy Monday, yall! I thought I'd take today to do a Military Mondays post on a question I've been asked several times since being a military spouse: What do I wish I would have known before marrying a military man?


A little backstory on Parker and me: we met when we were 18, dated all throughout college, got engaged our senior year and married the following summer. Parker was contracted to go into the Navy after college, so the moment I met him, I knew he was going to be in the military. There was no "oh my gosh, I'm going to be a military wife!" moment for me. I knew pretty quickly that I was going to marry him, and I knew he came with the military, but it never really phased me. I had no clue about military anything, but I loved Parker, so I assumed I'd just figure it out down the road. 

As with anything, you learn the ropes of military life as you go. I had no idea what a military move entailed, and then we did one, and now I know. I had no idea what deployment was like, and then we did one, and now I know. The one thing I have gradually learned more and more the last six years of military life is the one thing I wish I could have spoken with a seasoned military wife about before Parker commissioned. 

When you marry a military man, much of your journey will be spent on the sidelines, and it takes a decent amount of humility to be able to handle that. 

Here's what I mean, and I'll use Parker as an example: Parker is a pilot. He flies a cool plane, lands on a boat, and gets to see the world. He has the dream job and isn't afraid to admit it. As for me, I am the behind-the-scenes girl that keeps everything running smoothly on the home front. I keep the house in order, I do most of the child-rearing at this point, and I coordinate pretty much anything we do. I keep things running smoothly in our personal lives so he can go out there and focus on his job. At the end of the day, people want to hear about the cool mission Parker accomplished that day and not the errands I ran or meal I cooked. I don't blame them at all- I wouldn't want to hear about my errands either!

The point is, many times as a military spouse, you are the one standing on the sidelines making sure all is running smoothly so they can focus on their jobs. Sometimes, it can feel like your life is taking a backseat, and sometimes, that's exactly what is happening. I think it takes a certain amount of humility to really thrive in the military spouse role, but I do think it is a really rewarding role and feel blessed to be in it. I also think it's a really important role, so next time you're feeling down or even a little isolated, remind yourself that you're helping make the military dream a reality. We are living a huge adventure, and even though my husband may be piloting said adventure (literally and figuratively), I wouldn't trade a single second. This is the good life, yall. 


Throwback to exploring Bahrain together this time last year!

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