what to do??

Oh so many things on my mind......
where to start??
Awe we shall start with two weeks ago...I know a blog should be done daily for it to have the greatest effect...well I barely remember half the things that NEED to be done much less my blog! LOL
So Lil Bit decides she is going to be sick.....not just a little bit sick but SICK!!! Which is so much fun since I am doing it all alone again. So no sleep for three days...she seems to be better...we go back to the normal routine and BAM sick again.....with the fears of the H1N1 virus and her asthma I am starting to freak out.....then I realize she only got sick after I let her have milk after her temp came down. So the new question would be....is she lactose intolerant?? Of course what else could it be? Off to the Dr again on Fri. (Is it bad when the pediatricians staff addresses you like you are old friends?) LOL Sure enough she is lactose intolerant. No milk products for missy! We have started her on Lactaid milk to see if it is the sugar or the protein in milk that is making her sick. So far so good, it seems it is the sugar in milk and not the protein. Keep your fingers crossed!! added to the asthma she has, now we have to watch for severe allergies since all of these things seem to walk hand in hand. Poor Lil Bit, she is my one that has to have all of the health issues!!!
Now I am trying to deal with the communication with my husband. Or the lack there of............They have moved him from one FOB to another. He claims he is happier there than the other place. I have no idea since I have no idea what was going on anyway. He gets online for 10 mins a day and I am supposed to be happy with that. While I know I should be but umm really he works on a computer...he can't send a damn email?? Or write a letter? When he calls he wants to talk about football....I guess since I LIVE for football on the weekends. (you sense the sarcasm there don't you!!) LOL What really aggravates me is it is ALL about the Soldier. Funny how people just see the family as being there. The Soldier gets everything. The NFL cheerleaders go shake their asses for them...Where are the Chip n Dale dancers?? Why can't they come and shake their ass at me for free?? I don't want them for anything but a good laugh, but come on...what is good for the goose is good for the Gander!!! Where is my laundry staff?? Where are my R&R days so I can gather myself and get ready for the rest of the deployment? Where is my ceremony telling me what a great job I did while at home dealing with EVERYTHING?? Eh so today I am a little bit bitter. You can not tell me that I am the only one that has ever felt like this. While I give the Army credit for trying to get some things for the family right they still have a long way to go. Until the Army makes the programs truly for the Soldier and the military family, much easier to access and use there will always be problems.
As an Army wife, you get to sit back and listen to people that are against everything the one you love believes in. You have to bite your tongue just so you don't shove theirs down their throats. Because you know that humility is what makes you the better person. Then you have to go home and listen to your babies cry for their Daddy, and you know you don't have the words to comfort them. All you can do is sit there and hold them while they cry in your arms. And your heart breaks over and over again.
Then you get the phone call you live for. Regardless of the time, you get excited that the phone is ringing and it is the voice you love on the other end. All your problems go out the door. They are safe and alive and calling home!!! What a day! So you spend 15 mins on the phone talking about nothing that matters at all because that is what HE wants to talk about. And heaven forbid we talk about the real issues like the water heater leaking and how much it will cost or how Lil Bit is doing, or that the truck is making a funny noise. No we talk about insignificant things so that the Soldier doesn't stress. And people wonder why military wives are a little on the odd side!!!! Or why sometimes it looks like they fell out of the pj tree and all we own are sweat pants and ratty tshirts!!!!! Ugh do I feel better now?? not sure ask me later.......................................