Deployment

Well…what can I say? Cant say I didn't expect it to happen. Just didn't expect it to happen.

Haiti gets hit with the worst earthquake ever and pretty much destroys Port-Au-Prince. People from many countries, races, color, age are scrambling to help. This country, which has already suffered bloodshed and poverty on a daily basis, now faces this horrific disaster Mother Nature has inflicted within seconds. Haitian death tolls are estimated in the 200 thousands, with the lack of medicines and collapsed hospitals, they are facing infections and diseases.

I am so proud that Justin has been called out by the U.S. Coast Guard to help these people. I just didn't realize it would hurt that much to say goodbye. He’s going to a country that isn't bullet & bomb riddled like Iraq, Afghanistan, or Kuwait. Still I worry and I pray. Even now, as I write this blog, I hold back tears.

As I helped him get his gear ready and pack up the truck, it still seemed surreal. Then the goodbye hug came along with the kisses and I lost control. There are days when I honestly loathe him. Especially when he got a unsuspecting text message as we had our breakfast at Starbucks.  I cried and held back anger at the same time, my emotions were overwhelming. I watched him & his buddy drive off and I sat in my car. I broke down in uncontrollable tears.

Off to work I go with swollen, red eyes and a leaky nose. I sat silently. And replayed the morning over in my head. When the kids knocked on the door to say goodbye before they ran off for the bus. Even the dog knew. At the end of the work day, like usual, I cant wait to get the hell outta there. Then it dawned on me. He wont be coming home. I parked the car in the driveway. Ate dinner with the kids. I entered my room and I can still smell him. I look at the unmade bed when we ran out the h0use. I miss him already and it hasn't been even a day yet. How am I going to survive 6 months? How the hell do these military wives do it?!

My Wannabe Resolution Thing

 

This year, as many people do, I want to stick to a healthier diet. And this includes my already fitness plan at http://ncognitofitness.com. I’m now trying to get the kids to be more active (like most moms already do) and get them to eat properly too. First thing we’re doing is no more junk food of any type unless its got beneficial ingredients.

Yes, I'm sure they're hating mom right about now. I also got them all on organic vitamins and fish oil. I originally had them taking the oil in liquid form. Now I'm being nicer and got them the capsules they can bite. It was quite messy and gross. I was doing it with them for good faith. Yea…I gave up a month before I bought them the capsules. HAHA!

So instead of ice cream, I got yogurt. Pretzels and baked chips, fruits and more veggies, which they like anyway. The biggest adjustments are the  fast food, soda and fried crap. We kind of steered away from that anyway.

Justin and I are now more regimented. He’s losing weight faster than I am but he also started Muay Thai class on top of our gym thing. Cheater. I had my son join Muay Thai classes also and now I catch him watching UFC fights….My dear baby boy….Justin has it in his crazy head that now he wants to go to Thailand and train for a month or something like that and take a leave of absence from work. Yea. Please voice your opinions on that. One daughter is back on Rec soccer after a failed attempt at school tryouts-heard they were tough. Other daughter wants to do dance but hasnt specified on what. Lets hope it doesn't involve a pole.

So, yea, back on my wannabe health nut routine…trying to count calories. The more I try the more I eat. When I don't try I do great. So I should just say Fu*k it! Its discouraging when the week before my period I'm bloated like those spongy animals that grow from a pill capsule. So for a quick moment I wish my period would come so I can deflate but then I remember how much  hate being a woman. Why can’t we be like men and just scratch our crotches….but if scratched it means something else is brewing. Ew.

So yea…trying to drink more water too. This whole 8 glasses a day. Which reminds me…haven't had a sip and its 9pm. Dammit. Well I'm gonna go drink at least 4 and go run and hopefully drink more. Try. I’m walking into health stores just a little bit less intimidated now. Usually I’m just flat out lost. The internet comes in so handy. So as of now, I’m either going to have promising future blogs about this wonderful fitness thing or this might be the beginning and the end of it all. Stay tuned…