Taking big steps, to make some big changes.

I like being known as mom and a wife to Trevor, but I recently did a lot of thinking and realized I am missing part of myself. Target was a good job for the "right now" portion of my life, but what happens 10 years down the road when Trenton is in school all day, do I really want to be working at a retail store getting 10 bucks an hour? No, I do not. Not because I am ashamed, but because I want to be proud of my job and honestly I wouldn't be ok with working at a retail store and not earning actual salary at the age of 30. So, I have a plan, a plan that some may not like or feel uncomfortable with but that is ok. It is my plan, and my husband stands beside me and that is most important to me!

I am going to school for Criminal Justice starting this spring. After getting an Associates degree in that field, and moving to our next DS, I will then apply to a police academy. I want to be a K9 cop, and it's been a dream of mine for a long time. For awhile I just looked at it as just that, a dream, but now I'm looking at it asking, why not? Being a wife and mother has been my dream my entire life, and I have fullfilled that dream, so I am on my way to my next one. I will always be a wife and mommy, but when Trenton hits the age to go to school, there is no reason for me to stay at home with him unless of course we have to home school. Yes I realize this job is very dangerous, and will be hard both mentally and physically, but I feel it's what I need in my life. Jobs that you let you just sit around all day really bore me and being that I get bored so easily, I need something that will give me a different scenerio every day. I realize some will not understand this decision and that is ok, because all I need is support. I will make a wonderful cop, and know that I will kick some butt! Officer Foote in the horizon? I can see it on a shiny name tag already :).

Moving? We are experts...

Looks as though Trenton and I will be headed back to Indiana a lot sooner than planned, thank you US Navy :-/. Trevor is going to be out underway a lot more than planned, and it would just be silly for us to stay here when we could be saving the money! Deployment is right around the corner, and I am ready. Ready to get it over with, but not ready for the emotions. We will only see Trevor maybe a week or so in May and then BAM he's gone for 7-8 months...horrible. We will miss a lot of things together, like our Anniversary, birthdays, and maybe even Christmas....again. This makes me sad, but at the same time I am some how thankful. I am thankful because I have a very loving, and caring husband who works very hard to support us. So, while he is gone it is my job to set up our bank account so when he get's home we have saved as much as possible! This will hopefully be our last deployment for a few years, and at our next duty station life will be easier, especially for Trevor.

There is so much to do between now and the middle of March. I have to find a storage facility, cancel our cable, move out of the house, PACK everything (nightmare), and make sure Trevor will be alright. I really hate this but I am strong and can do it, and will, because like the Navy for Trevor...this is my job.

Strollers, jogs, and the mirror..

Today made me realize that I am not fit almost at all anymore. Buying a new jogging stroller made me want to go out and take a jog, not "remembering" that I hadn't jogged in oh, let's say close to 9 months! AH! So, I made it maybe a half mile and just stopped and said to myself, "what in the world are you doing?!". I now realize I cannot just decide I want to jog again, I have to work up to it. So, I suppose I will be one of those girls looking like an older woman doing a power-walk for awhile :). That's ok with me if I feel better than death while taking my stroll.

You know those girls who have babies and just "bounce back" to their old bodies? Then you ask them, "how'd you get back down" and they say "oh I didn't do a thing". Oh my goodness how I envy those girls. I have cut out sweets, soda, and tried working out with my child, and I am still fighting the weight 4 months later. Don't get me wrong I am not at all saying I am by any means fat or that I haven't lost "enough" weight. I am saying however that I am the kind of girl that likes to be in shape and have a good work out. Being "in shape" to me means a toned body, and I WILL get there again. However, I will never lose my stretch marks which does hinder my thoughts when I look in the mirror, but then I look at Trentons gummy smile and remember what gave me those beautiful marks. So even if I have to see them every day, from now on I won't see them as a scar, but as a beauty mark :). I love Trenton more than anything in this world, so I'm not in a rush to get my old body back because I know it will come with time, just like his hair..someday ;).