Sunday, April 29, 2012

At 37 years old my husband went after a dream - to do something he had dreamed of doing since he was a little boy and get paid for doing it. It was a risk, but I knew the time was right and I gave him my full support.      We went through the 8 month hiring process, the 6 month academy, and the 4 month on-the-job training. Now he is living his dream and loving every minute. He's a cop.

We had daughter #8 (D8) during this training time and my life is never dull. During the late nights when all the kids are in bed and I can't always go to sleep because hubby (M1) is not here, I will try to give snapshots of our life. I'm so bad at this internet stuff that I could hardly find my way back to this blog after I created it, so please be patient with me while I am learning how this works!

So, here is today's snapshot......M1 works the evening shift (4pm-2am). He leaves the house at 2:30pm because we live out in the country 40 min. from the station and he also gets dressed there. I woke up with a jolt when I heard the door open.....I looked at the clocked *gasp* 7am! M1 was just getting home....two drunks decided to get in a fight and one hit the other with his vehicle. Translation: LONG report writing. He falls into bed....I get up and proceed to wake 8 girls up, start toasting leftover biscuits in the oven, and get everybody ready to go to church. All the girls have a "buddy" so-to-speak, the older 4 paired with the younger 4.  They help "their child", as they put it, get dressed, eat, and generally help that younger one with whatever needs to be done that I can't do. We head to church and I spend half the time in the back feeding D8 who is 9 months old. I try to stay out as long as possible to help M1 sleep in peace and quiet. I head home at 1:30 and start the coffee, fix his lunch, and order all the girls to be as quiet as possible while changing their clothes. I put  D8 down for a nap, D3 puts D7 down for a nap and then I wake hubby up at 2pm. While he is shaving I try to visit for a few minutes and soak up his presence for as long as I can. He inhales the food I fix him, grabs his patrol bag and coffee, and tells the girls goodbye......one long kiss for me in the driveway and always the words, "I love you, be safe"..........because you never know........


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  1. Yay :) love it! Way to go, my friend :) so proud of your advancement into the blogging world.

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