It feels like everyone asks me how I do it. By “it,” they mean staying at home with four boys while my husband is away for 18+ months.
I realize it’s a lot to deal with and I won’t pretend it is easy, but I keep it in perspective. Everyone has something they deal with. I have my things, my neighbors have their things, the person I sit next to at a PTA meeting has her thing, the barista at Starbucks has his thing, etc.
Sure, some days are very long and some days are overwhelming, but when I get tired and frustrated, all I have to do is remind myself that someone else has much bigger things to deal with and I wrap up my pity party.
My kids are pretty healthy, happy- other than missing their Dad, and secure. My husband has a job, which is more than many Americans can say these days. Even caring for a child with Autism, which definitely has its challenges, is nothing compared to what many other families deal with every day.
When another mom at one of the boys’ schools says I am strong, that she’d never be able to do “it,” I don’t really understand that mindset. What should I do? Collapse in a heap of tears? Curl up in a ball? My kids need me. I have to put dinner on the table, make the lunches, fold the laundry (eventually). It is all a lot easier to do with a positive outlook.
I’m a Navy Wife. We are, generally, a strong breed, each in our own way. We are a blue star family, we have a husband and father serving our country. It is an honor and a privilege to be in the role of Navy Wife. I don’t take it lightly and am glad to do it. Even at my lowest moments, I wouldn’t change it.
People often tell me to thank my husband for his service, and sometimes they thank me for mine. I have a great husband and great kids and we live in the best country in the world. My husband does his job so that we (and you) can keep it this way.
I have “it” pretty good.