Amazing...

It's amazing how I'm at home...
Yet come Sunday, I'll be heading home...

Home.
Alabama.
Germany.

It's all home.
I'm always surrounded by people I love.

It's amazing.

It's amazing how completely I doubted things a few weeks ago.
I know now that there's nothing more in this world I want than to live in our apartment in Germany with my soldier and our two baby boys.

This world is amazing to me.
This life is amazing to me.

Thank you, God, for giving it all to me.
You, Lord, are amazing.

In the South...

We're here.
And surrounded by love.

We spent nearly 18 hours on the same plane with no windows.
18 hours.

It was crazy. And a long day.
Everybody here freaked out. Nobody knew where we were.
And then we got home.
And I explained again how crazy Space A travel can be, and their nerves calmed.

I've been to Walmart.
I've had good crushed ice in a Coke from Zaxby's.
I ate dinner at my parent's kitchen table last night, complete with a green glass bottle coke.

I took my boys to their MeMe & Grumps.
I left Monkey in Germany. Austin has cried for both Monkey and his Momma.
I'm learning to let go a little, and my heart aches, and I'm bored.
I don't know what to do without my boys. I literally don't know what to do.

When planning this trip, I kept thinking about the reasons for it:
Spending much needed alone time with my husband.
Organizing our house and daily lives.
I clung to that.
And then yesterday when I kissed those babies bye, it sunk in.
I was leaving my boys for a month.
I cried.

We're all in the South though. And that makes me smile so big.
I've rearranged my plans to stay here a little longer than I wanted.
I will go spend some time at MeMe's with my boys in a few days.
Then I'll travel back to Germany.

We're in the South.
I am home.
I am warm and not trudging through snow and ice that's weeks old.
I miss my husband.
Travelling makes me tired and sore.
Especially travelling on the same plane for 18 hours.

We'll chat again soon, ok?
Until then, Sonic Cherry Limeades and Marshalls and Old Navy and the DMV are calling my name...

Heading home...

Sometime in the next day, or week, or so we'll board a plane and eventually end up somewhere in the states.
We'll be flying Space A... a neat little perk when you're closely associated with the military... You get to fly for next to nothing, but there's no guarantee of when or if you'll fly. You just have to show up for Roll Call and hope there's a seat for you!
Crazy.
I'm trying hard to be ok with the fact that I don't know anything. It's a situation that is completely out of my hands. I have no control.
All I know is that at some point we will be home... We will land on US soil, and make our way to the deep South. We'll stop at Sonic for slushes, and maybe have some good BBQ for dinner.
The plan, and boy, is it ever flexible, is for us to get to the states.  I'll probably stick around for a week or so and spend some time with my Momma, (or MomMom) and then I'll head back to Germany. The boys will spend a few weeks with David's mom, MeMe. After a few weeks, MeMe will take the boys to MomMom, and they'll spend a few weeks with her. I'll come back to the states and spend another week or so running errands and soaking up as much of the South as I can... including Target, and Old Navy, and WalMart. Then we'll start the trip back to our home here in Germany.
I'm already missing David and we haven't even left. But I know that the alone time he and I will have will be so worth the crazy adventure I'm about to take with these boys.
While I'm in Germany without children, I plan to organize the house, and label everything, and put reminders everywhere. I hope to make it to Ikea one weekend with David and check things off our evergrowing list.

I'm so full of emotions right now that I can't even think straight.
I hope we make it on a flight tomorrow.
I hope the boys are really, really good on the plane.
I hope to be full of patience if we don't make it on a flight.
And if we do, I hope I am patient with our boys for the 9 or so hours we'll be on the same plane.
I hope that once we get to the states, that I can meet up with my parents easily.
And I hope that I can get just the tiniest bit of sleep tonight....

I will update more when I know more.
For now, I'm going to finish packing and maybe make a bowl of ice cream!

Six links I want to share…

 

ABC Wall Art on U Create : So cute and look very easy!

Bakerella posted a Peach Crunch Cake that looks amazing.

Mission Accomplished at (In)Courage was a wonderful read that has me thinking.

Hello, Game Board Storage Art at infarrantly creative! I think I’m in love.

Erin at Closing Time wrote a beautiful post titled The Goodbye.

 Your Parental Permission Slip from Simple Mom is my kind of permission slip!

 

Have you found any good reads lately? Or what about a fabulous craft you found and can’t wait to try? 
Leave a comment; I’d love to hear about it!

More chocolate milk...

I burnt a milk carton today.
Simply placed it on our glass top stove while I was making mac and cheese for lunch. Nevermind the fact that I placed it on a hot eye.
It the room filled with a burnt plastic smell.

I opened all the windows and welcomed the fresh, cold air. 
There was sunshine today. And lots of it, I stood at the window and felt the warmth of the sun, and cold breeze flow through the house.

I thought the milk carton was ok- other than being a little black on the bottom- so I stuck it back on the shelf in the fridge.
David discovered tonight that it had leaked.

The inside of my fridge is clean now.
And I have 6 batches of muffins either baking or cooling.
We're having muffins for breakfast in the morning.
I'll also be freezing some to enjoy later this month.

I thought 6 batches of muffins would use all the milk.
I was wrong.
There's 4 sippie cups of milk in my fridge.
And I just made a really big glass of chocolate milk.
And there was still milk left in the leaking carton...
It's now in a small, but still too big, pitcher in my fridge.

I need more chocolate milk in my life.
The boys need more chocolate milk in theirs, too.