There is still a cloud of sadness engulfing the Killeen/Fort Hood area, as there should. It is just strange that driving on the way to church yesterday that there was media parked outside the III Corps Headquarters. To me, it feels like an invasion. I don't want to see our town on CNN or Fox News or whatever station it happens to be on. But, this shooting will effect the whole country not just our community.
Even though this horrible tradegy has happened in a weird way it has restored faith in people. Fort Hood has come together as a community to help the fallen victims and the injured. Making meals, helping stock their pantries, donating blood, and praying for the families affected by this terrible act. Tuesday the memorial will take place and hopefully give closure to soldiers and families at Fort Hood.
I never in a million years thought something like this could happen on Fort Hood. It is something you hear about in other communities or see in movies.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Friday, November 6, 2009
Long Time
It has been way too long since the last time I have blogged. I have been a little busy, but yesterday's event on the military post that I live on woke me up (so to speak) yesterday.
It was a normal afternoon for me yesterday. I dropped Grey off at Mother's Day Out, went home to get ready for the FRG Meeting, went to the meeting, and came home. David and I enjoyed lunch together while Grey napped. I kissed him before he walked out the door and decided to take a nap myself.
I got a frantic phone call from Deborah to turn on the News there was a shooting. I thought it had happened in Killeen, but I turned on the News and realized it was right where I live, on Post. It was just a jumble, the News didn't really know what was going on just that there was a shooting. My heart dropped into my stomach. Here is the place that I feel safe! On post we have guards at every gate, it's a Military Post. I heard sirens going off to take shelter immediately. It was all so surreal. Phone lines were jammed and I could not get a hold of David. My instincts knew that everything was ok, but I just wanted to hear his voice.
I was glued to the News trying to put the pieces of the puzzle together. I was on the with Deborah, but calls started flooding in along with text messages, and Facebook posts. The calls would drop quickly and it took awhile to send text messages. David and I emailed back and forth because that was easiest. I appreciate all the calls of concerns because I was in my house by myself with the doors open and the blinds open like any other normal day. I closed the doors and locked them and closed the blinds. Poor Grey didn't understand that he couldn't go outside and was throwing tantrums. Jazzy wasn't any better she was whining the entire time. Fort Hood was on lock down. There was nothing I could do, but try to entertain my babies.
I was angry! How dare these man or men take away our sense of security and safety. If you don't believe in our effort in Iraq and Afghanistan then leave the military. If you feel the need to take lives to prove your point, TAKE YOUR OWN!!! As Deborah put it, don't be selfish and take other's family members. How true! We are not sure what the repercussions of yesterday's tradegy will be, but I have already heard from some other Army Wives they have armed soldiers outside of the elementary schools, and I assume all the schools. Not only do we have to worry about our soldiers when they are deployed we have to worry about their safety when they leave the door to go to work! I am deeply saddened and confused about yesterday's events.
Say a little prayer for the 13 dead and 31 wounded. We are gonna try to do what we can to help (give blood).
It was a normal afternoon for me yesterday. I dropped Grey off at Mother's Day Out, went home to get ready for the FRG Meeting, went to the meeting, and came home. David and I enjoyed lunch together while Grey napped. I kissed him before he walked out the door and decided to take a nap myself.
I got a frantic phone call from Deborah to turn on the News there was a shooting. I thought it had happened in Killeen, but I turned on the News and realized it was right where I live, on Post. It was just a jumble, the News didn't really know what was going on just that there was a shooting. My heart dropped into my stomach. Here is the place that I feel safe! On post we have guards at every gate, it's a Military Post. I heard sirens going off to take shelter immediately. It was all so surreal. Phone lines were jammed and I could not get a hold of David. My instincts knew that everything was ok, but I just wanted to hear his voice.
I was glued to the News trying to put the pieces of the puzzle together. I was on the with Deborah, but calls started flooding in along with text messages, and Facebook posts. The calls would drop quickly and it took awhile to send text messages. David and I emailed back and forth because that was easiest. I appreciate all the calls of concerns because I was in my house by myself with the doors open and the blinds open like any other normal day. I closed the doors and locked them and closed the blinds. Poor Grey didn't understand that he couldn't go outside and was throwing tantrums. Jazzy wasn't any better she was whining the entire time. Fort Hood was on lock down. There was nothing I could do, but try to entertain my babies.
I was angry! How dare these man or men take away our sense of security and safety. If you don't believe in our effort in Iraq and Afghanistan then leave the military. If you feel the need to take lives to prove your point, TAKE YOUR OWN!!! As Deborah put it, don't be selfish and take other's family members. How true! We are not sure what the repercussions of yesterday's tradegy will be, but I have already heard from some other Army Wives they have armed soldiers outside of the elementary schools, and I assume all the schools. Not only do we have to worry about our soldiers when they are deployed we have to worry about their safety when they leave the door to go to work! I am deeply saddened and confused about yesterday's events.
Say a little prayer for the 13 dead and 31 wounded. We are gonna try to do what we can to help (give blood).
Monday, March 2, 2009
This Week
This week is going to be so much better than last week. I am over being sick and so is Grey. I am so excited because I have so many fun things planned for us to do.
1. Go to the Park
2. Go outside and Blow Bubbles (he loves to chase after them!)
3. Walk to the Library and Enjoy Story Time on Tuesday
4. Go to Lunch with Gammy
5. Look at Houses to buy in Copperas Cove!
We are going to have so much fun this week. The weather is going to be beautiful and our days will be packed with fun stuff to do! Maybe we will even venture downtown to The Rain Forrest Cafe` (its Grey's favorite place because he loves the fishies!)
Hope everyone else has a wonderful week as well! Oh, and my truck is getting fixed today. Yay!!
1. Go to the Park
2. Go outside and Blow Bubbles (he loves to chase after them!)
3. Walk to the Library and Enjoy Story Time on Tuesday
4. Go to Lunch with Gammy
5. Look at Houses to buy in Copperas Cove!
We are going to have so much fun this week. The weather is going to be beautiful and our days will be packed with fun stuff to do! Maybe we will even venture downtown to The Rain Forrest Cafe` (its Grey's favorite place because he loves the fishies!)
Hope everyone else has a wonderful week as well! Oh, and my truck is getting fixed today. Yay!!
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Parenting
I know that every person/couple has their own parenting style, but sometimes don't you just feel like you are right?
Tonight at dinner, I found out some very disturbing news about my childhood. It really is no secret that Middle School was pretty much hell for me. Having my dad's eyebrows was one of areas that all loved to tease me about. The lowest point was in 8th Grade when we had to write one nice thing about the person next to you, and the boy next to me (that I had a crush on naturally) wrote he wished he had my eyebrows. So, when he got up in front of the class and proclaimed this everybody started laughing. I was so embarrassed that I just wanted to die. I begged and pleaded for my parents to let me get my eyebrows waxed. They always said no. It wasn't until we moved to Texas, and things got even worse for me in High School. They finally gave in when I was 15.
So, tonight at dinner my dad was talking about how he needed to trim his eyebrows because they are bushy people. They are about to get their own zip code! I told him I would do it tomorrow even though they never let me do anything about my eyebrows for forever! He then told me that he thought it was his decision not to let me get my eyebrows fixed. He thought not only was I too young, but it cost money, and it was good that I was teased because it made me stronger in the end. This hurt so bad because I had such low self esteem for years because of all the teasing I went through, sometimes I still have doubts.
I guess I just don't understand that thinking. If Grey was being teased for something that could be easily fixed I would have no problem getting it fixed. I never want him to be in pain, and wouldn't be able to stand it if he came home crying everyday. It hurts me to think that all the suffering I went through for something so easily fixed had no effect on my father.
Tonight at dinner, I found out some very disturbing news about my childhood. It really is no secret that Middle School was pretty much hell for me. Having my dad's eyebrows was one of areas that all loved to tease me about. The lowest point was in 8th Grade when we had to write one nice thing about the person next to you, and the boy next to me (that I had a crush on naturally) wrote he wished he had my eyebrows. So, when he got up in front of the class and proclaimed this everybody started laughing. I was so embarrassed that I just wanted to die. I begged and pleaded for my parents to let me get my eyebrows waxed. They always said no. It wasn't until we moved to Texas, and things got even worse for me in High School. They finally gave in when I was 15.
So, tonight at dinner my dad was talking about how he needed to trim his eyebrows because they are bushy people. They are about to get their own zip code! I told him I would do it tomorrow even though they never let me do anything about my eyebrows for forever! He then told me that he thought it was his decision not to let me get my eyebrows fixed. He thought not only was I too young, but it cost money, and it was good that I was teased because it made me stronger in the end. This hurt so bad because I had such low self esteem for years because of all the teasing I went through, sometimes I still have doubts.
I guess I just don't understand that thinking. If Grey was being teased for something that could be easily fixed I would have no problem getting it fixed. I never want him to be in pain, and wouldn't be able to stand it if he came home crying everyday. It hurts me to think that all the suffering I went through for something so easily fixed had no effect on my father.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Update
So, yesterday I was pretty bummed out. Today didn't get much better for me.
Grey is not completely heathly yet, but on his way. He is playing and eating like a horse. I guess if you don't eat much for ten days you have to make up. Today he has constantly had food in his hands. He can't have food in just one hand he has to have food in each. (I know that it is just a baby thing). He is so cute, if I do say so myself.
Ok, those bastards that broke into my truck did more than just break a window. They dented the panel between the driver's window and the passenger window, messed up the weather stripping, caused scratches in the paint, messed up the paneling inside the truck by the window, and messed up the wood paneling that holds the window controller. UGH, they did over $700.00 of damage to my truck. I have only had it for like a month. At least we have insurance and it is getting fixed on Monday.
As for me, I have to go to the doctor. I thought I could just take some NyQuil and get better. No such luck this time. My nose is stopped up, I can't stop coughing, and it is super hard to breathe. It takes such effort to breathe, which makes sleeping very hard! I guess I will have to suck it up, and go see the professionals. I hate going to the doctor :(
Hope everyone else is having a better week. My week will get better I am optimistic!
Grey is not completely heathly yet, but on his way. He is playing and eating like a horse. I guess if you don't eat much for ten days you have to make up. Today he has constantly had food in his hands. He can't have food in just one hand he has to have food in each. (I know that it is just a baby thing). He is so cute, if I do say so myself.
Ok, those bastards that broke into my truck did more than just break a window. They dented the panel between the driver's window and the passenger window, messed up the weather stripping, caused scratches in the paint, messed up the paneling inside the truck by the window, and messed up the wood paneling that holds the window controller. UGH, they did over $700.00 of damage to my truck. I have only had it for like a month. At least we have insurance and it is getting fixed on Monday.
As for me, I have to go to the doctor. I thought I could just take some NyQuil and get better. No such luck this time. My nose is stopped up, I can't stop coughing, and it is super hard to breathe. It takes such effort to breathe, which makes sleeping very hard! I guess I will have to suck it up, and go see the professionals. I hate going to the doctor :(
Hope everyone else is having a better week. My week will get better I am optimistic!
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
This Week So Far
UGH!!! This week has been a disaster and it's only Tuesday! Let me start from the beginning.
First off, Grey has been sick for about ten days. I took him to Wilford Hall the day it started because he was running a 103.0 degree fever. Wilford Hall said nothing was wrong with him. So, I left defeated thinking I was CRAZY! Well, he started wheezing more, coughing, snotty nose, and worst of all throwing up. He wasn't eating or drinking hardly at all, and my baby loves to eat! So, I decided to switch him to BAMC. That is the best decision I have ever made. I took him to the doctor yesterday, and everyone was so nice! (This is the light at the end of the tunnel.) From the lady checking us in to the actual doctor. They were so gentle with Grey and all the staff was playing with him. I found out the he had Bronchitis. We were there for four hours getting breathing treatments, chest x-rays, and steroids. Grey took a nap in the car on the way home. By the time we got home, Grey was back to himself. He was chasing the cats, getting into the cabinets, drinking, and finally eating! He didn't go to bed until nine because he was so excited to be up and moving. We took him back today, and his chest sounds a lot better, but we still have to do breathing treatments every four hours, and steroids (for four days).
Now, the bad news. My brand new Tahoe got broken into at lunch yesterday. My dad wanted to see Grey one more time before we took him to the hospital because he wouldn't see him for like five hours (my parents are attached can you tell). So, we were in there for maybe 30 minutes and my dad even went out to the car to get Grey's sipee cup about ten minutes into lunch. I got to the truck and noticed glass was everywhere. Stupid me opened the door and glass went everywhere. I called Onstar and my mom notified the restaurant manager. A cop came quickly and made the report. They caught it on tape! So all in all, they made away with three empty Barney DVD cases and my beautiful Coach purse that retails at $400.00. I was so upset, but most of all I can't believe they found the purse. My truck was such a mess let me tell you everything that was on top of this purse. A baby blanket, three of Grey's toys, Grey's Froggy, empty plastic sacks, and an Old Navy bag containing clothes that Grey threw up on. I'm just impressed that they found the purse, but also pissed!
At least, USAA is extremely efficient and my window is fixed already. I just have to go get the rubber around the window fixed tomorrow. I will find out about getting payment for my stolen purse. If you are military and do not currently have USAA, I highly recommended it. They are so helpful and friendly!
Lastly, Grey gave me his illness. I am coughing, stopped up, headachy, and running a 102.0 degree fever. I am going to bed now, and hope that I am better by tomorrow morning. Wish me luck!
First off, Grey has been sick for about ten days. I took him to Wilford Hall the day it started because he was running a 103.0 degree fever. Wilford Hall said nothing was wrong with him. So, I left defeated thinking I was CRAZY! Well, he started wheezing more, coughing, snotty nose, and worst of all throwing up. He wasn't eating or drinking hardly at all, and my baby loves to eat! So, I decided to switch him to BAMC. That is the best decision I have ever made. I took him to the doctor yesterday, and everyone was so nice! (This is the light at the end of the tunnel.) From the lady checking us in to the actual doctor. They were so gentle with Grey and all the staff was playing with him. I found out the he had Bronchitis. We were there for four hours getting breathing treatments, chest x-rays, and steroids. Grey took a nap in the car on the way home. By the time we got home, Grey was back to himself. He was chasing the cats, getting into the cabinets, drinking, and finally eating! He didn't go to bed until nine because he was so excited to be up and moving. We took him back today, and his chest sounds a lot better, but we still have to do breathing treatments every four hours, and steroids (for four days).
Now, the bad news. My brand new Tahoe got broken into at lunch yesterday. My dad wanted to see Grey one more time before we took him to the hospital because he wouldn't see him for like five hours (my parents are attached can you tell). So, we were in there for maybe 30 minutes and my dad even went out to the car to get Grey's sipee cup about ten minutes into lunch. I got to the truck and noticed glass was everywhere. Stupid me opened the door and glass went everywhere. I called Onstar and my mom notified the restaurant manager. A cop came quickly and made the report. They caught it on tape! So all in all, they made away with three empty Barney DVD cases and my beautiful Coach purse that retails at $400.00. I was so upset, but most of all I can't believe they found the purse. My truck was such a mess let me tell you everything that was on top of this purse. A baby blanket, three of Grey's toys, Grey's Froggy, empty plastic sacks, and an Old Navy bag containing clothes that Grey threw up on. I'm just impressed that they found the purse, but also pissed!
At least, USAA is extremely efficient and my window is fixed already. I just have to go get the rubber around the window fixed tomorrow. I will find out about getting payment for my stolen purse. If you are military and do not currently have USAA, I highly recommended it. They are so helpful and friendly!
Lastly, Grey gave me his illness. I am coughing, stopped up, headachy, and running a 102.0 degree fever. I am going to bed now, and hope that I am better by tomorrow morning. Wish me luck!
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
What do you think?
So, last night I finally put Grey's baby monitor that we purchased for our house in Killeen. I used it in Killeen, but just never got around to putting it up in San Antonio. It is a camera so I can see him, and hear him. I love the idea of knowing how he is sleeping or is he sitting up in his sleep, etc.
My dad walked in as I was running back and forth trying to position the camera just right. He laughed not only at me running back and forth, but at the fact that we owned such a fancy baby monitor. This is when I thought, "Do we as Americans, spend too much money on baby equipment?"
I know I have, especially since Grey is my first child. David and I purchased the best of everything. We bought a crib and dresser set that was very expensive, the best car seat, tons of brand name clothes, and of course the baby monitor with a camera. What is it that makes us spend so much? Is it really for safety or for looks.
For me personally, I wanted to make sure my baby had the best of everything. I love my baby so much, and just want to make sure he is as safe as possible. If anything ever happened to my son I would die. Grey is my world, and I want to do the best I can for him! As for the clothes, that is for me. When we are in public I want to people to know that I take care of my son, and put him before myself.
I would like to know your opinions, do we as Americans, spend too much on baby equipment?
My dad walked in as I was running back and forth trying to position the camera just right. He laughed not only at me running back and forth, but at the fact that we owned such a fancy baby monitor. This is when I thought, "Do we as Americans, spend too much money on baby equipment?"
I know I have, especially since Grey is my first child. David and I purchased the best of everything. We bought a crib and dresser set that was very expensive, the best car seat, tons of brand name clothes, and of course the baby monitor with a camera. What is it that makes us spend so much? Is it really for safety or for looks.
For me personally, I wanted to make sure my baby had the best of everything. I love my baby so much, and just want to make sure he is as safe as possible. If anything ever happened to my son I would die. Grey is my world, and I want to do the best I can for him! As for the clothes, that is for me. When we are in public I want to people to know that I take care of my son, and put him before myself.
I would like to know your opinions, do we as Americans, spend too much on baby equipment?
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