My song

http://youtu.be/FvbErM6ZTBA

Joining in on Goodnight Moon's Link up again! Go check her out and join in too! It's a great way to get followers! And, of course, to find awesome blogs to follow. There was no true reason for this song other then me liking it so much. Sometimes I do feel the way she feels in certain parts of the song but like I said, for the most part it only has to do with me liking it so much lol. So, join in on the fun! Hope to see you there!

Real Navy Wives...

They know better then to think their husband isn't going to come home and complain about their job in the Navy. A "friend" of mine seems to think that our husbands are to leave work at work and my jaw just about fell into my lap when I saw what she had written. ANY NAVY WIFE KNOWS BETTER THEN TO EVER THINK THAT! If Mr D didn't come home and complain at some point about his day on the ship I would have to take his temp. And I would wonder if he had really went to work that day.

So, she gets all happy because he came home from an underway EARLY then complains because he didn't clean the house while she was grocery shopping, rather he slept. She posted that she was going to yell at him until he finished cleaning. Good lord! If Mr D came back early from an underway I would let the poor guy have a nap, not snap on him for being tired. I am a stay at home wife and, well, cleaning and grocery shopping is SORT OF my job. She is a stay at home wife too so it BLOWS. MY. MIND. that she got so worked up over this.

What I find really funny and even Mr D agrees, is that I would never try to have him clean when he just got back from an underway. And, actually, it looks like a tornado rolled through here after he gets home. What we tend to do the day my husband comes back from an underway is relax. Period. I take care of the things that need to be taken care of during the day so we don't have to be interrupted at night when he is home.

Girl even went on and on about how she had to go out of her way to pick him and a few shipmates up because of them coming home early. How about the fact that THE DAY Mr D came home from deployment we took 1 friend to his car in long term parking THEN still had to take 2 more people home. Did I complain? After not seeing my husband in 6 months I REALLY was dying for some alone time with him but I sure didn't complain.

I really do want to delete this girl from my friends list but if I did I wouldn't have been inspired to write this today now would I have?

In other news: I never shared this with you guys but I miscarried early September. It was the most devastating thing my husband and I have ever been through and now we are TTC again so please send up a prayer or keep your fingers crossed for us. Heck, doing both would be even better.

Sixteen and WHAT???

So, it's still Baby Bump month over on this blog, and Thanks to one of our readers:

 Brittany Sommer

 (I am linking her blog for all to see) I was inspired to write this new blog.

The last blog discussed the controversial issue of being TOO Old to have a child. I linked up TLC's documentary on this issue 70 and Pregnant, but what about the flipside?

What is too YOUNG to have a child?

Teen pregnancy is running rampid in America. It's everywhere you turn. MTV's 16 and Pregnant has already had 3 seasons with different girls each episode, and there is usually around 10 girls each season. That's 30 girls becoming famous for getting pregnant between the ages of 15 and 17. And it's not like it has stopped there. These girls get a follow up show, magazine covers, they attend club opening events, they get boob jobs, and modeling contracts.

Isn't this strange? Is this right?

Shouldn't we be saying something else. For example:

HEY, YOU! Why didn't you wrap it up?

Didn't you have sex ed? Did you ever try to talk to your parents?

I'm so sorry for you that you were young and naive and you didn't think that this could happen to you. I really am sympathetic to these girls because Don't we all think that? We all think that bad things won't happen to us. When we are young we all get that Hercules complex... Nothing can touch us, but it can!

And, I know that right there is the whole reason for the show according to MTV and these girls. I will give them credit for the fact that they are proving over and over again that Teenagers are Not invincible and it Can happen to you because after this week I realize just about EVERY female can get pregnant LOL. And, I will also give them credit for linking up with STAYTEEN.ORG

Now, as I bring this blog to a close, I will make a confession Mrs D. and I LOVE to watch 16 & Pregnant and Teen Mom.  I know this is Awful to admit, seeing as how I disagree with endorsing these girls for the choices and the mistakes they have made, but I can't stop watching. It's like watching a train derail in slow motion. You can't turn away. You know it's a complete and utter mess. You feel guilty for watching someone's demise, but it doesn't stop you. And it hasn't stopped me from watching either of these shows...I'm hooked!

So, I will once again ask these questions:

Is it Healthy?

Is it Responsible?

Is it Financially feasible?

What type of life will these children have when they grow up?

And, who will take care of them when their parents can't?

Please keep those comments coming! I'm loving the feedback.

Oh Baby, Baby!

So, earlier this week on our Facebook Page we mentioned that due to Mrs. D's BIG news we would dedicate the next two weeks to Baby Talk.

So let's start with some of the basics... haha silly girls! I didn't mean Those basics... That is an ENTIRELY different conversation (one I'm sure we will touch in the near future, but not today).

If you are married, I'm sure you've thought about it, and even if you are not married, I'm sure it's crossed your mind ....When is the Right time to have kids?

Does anyone ask that anymore? Or do they just leave it up to fate, happenstance, God? I think some people plan it. I know I personally am trying to, PLAN having my children. The Mr. T and I (lol noone tell him I just referred to him as that, for that's definitly Not his initial LOL) have been married awhile now, and oh believe you me this Baby Talk has come up a few times, and let me tell you: THANK YOU MRS. D for making this topic come up a few more times lately! (Please insert oozing sarcasm). You see when your BFF gets a bun in the oven, and she's married a shorter time than you, oh, your "I don't wanna be an old dad" Mister starts talking babies again.

I will tell you right now. I don't have all the answers when it comes to having babies. I just know that I'M not there yet with my life. To me that land of being "ready for kids" is still like Never Never Land, it's a mythical place that I haven't found yet... and would be ok with Never Never finding it. LOL



Found this on Flickr... Love it.

 Ahhh, but here's the but, I do have some pretty strong opinions on when some people just need to give up the baby making, and say "that womb's run dry, shriveled like a raisin, and has a 20 year old spider living in it."

I was enjoying my morning coffee yesterday, watching TLC's Four Weddings, and lingered on the channel to find  this documentary. TLC presents: PREGNANT at 70.
Yes, readers that's right. 70!!!!

 I'm not making this up. This is True.

This is soooo ODD, and against so many of our ideas... let me name a few.

HEALTH, the health of the mom and the health of the baby.

FUTURE, what happens to baby when mommy dies in 5 years? Foster care?

BEHAVIORAL ISSUES, isn't this child going to need some therapy after people start questioning him about his parents?

RESPONSIBILITY, is it responsible to bring a child into this world knowing it is very unlikely that you will be able to raise it?

Ok, now that I threw out all of this, I will say the show actually tackles almost all of these issues in some way. And, even though being pregant at 70 when I'm supposed to be sipping wine in my rocking chair all day, is NOT for me, I must give these women some Kudos for even attempting this.

So let's open this up. SOMEONE PLEASE watch the show and Weigh IN! What do YOU think?



Take A Quick Dance Over to...

Goodnight Moon and link up!

She hosts a song of the week link up every Thursday!
Clicky:
Goodnight Moon

Our song choice is a nod in the direction of our royal behavior:

Dancing Queen by ABBA

I'm totally joking about the royalty btw.... althought I will say that no matter how old we get as women, we are never Never too old to be treated as a Princess.

Dancing Queen has been a favorite song of mine since I was a child. My mother had me grow up listening to lots of 60's and 70's music, and ABBA  was right there in the midst of it. I'm not even sure anymore how it  became mine and Mrs D's song.... I can only imagine at this point that it has to do with endless hours of karaoke in my dormered attic bedroom. Every high school dance, every wedding, every night at the club or bar, somehow this song always made its way to our ears and then to our feet for an epic girly 3 minutes of dancing. Dance floors clear and Mrs. D and I sing and dance vivaciously.

The whole scene only becomes more boisterous when you add my mother into the mix, as she whoops and hollers with "her girls". I guess, no matter how old you become, Dancing Queen can turn any woman into a 17 year old girl again.

Have a happy jiving day!

I have wonderful news!

I, Mrs D, am... 8 weeks and 2 days PREGNANT! We have known I was pregnant ever since I was about 4 1/2 weeks. Yes, I am that lucky. My period is never late, so when it was 2 days late we decided to take a test. We are overjoyed! We have gotten to see the sack on the ultrasound but so far that is all. I have another appointment when I am 11 weeks and 1 day and we will see the baby in form and hear his/her heartbeat! We are stoked! I will be keeping everyone up to date :)

Lesson number 1: Ship whores

So, I would like to start by saying that I very much dislike ship whores. Whether they are cool people and they seem nice does not matter one tiny bit to me. If you sleep around, I don't like you. Period.

Now for story time...

There is a girl on Mr D's ship who has been married for years. She is pregnant. 20 weeks pregnant. Wouldn't you know they have only been back from deployment for 19 weeks? L.O.L. seriously?! I am wondering how stupid her husband is thinking it is his kid ESPECIALLY when he was gone for another week or so after they came back (he is in the Navy as well and was underway when they got back). The worst part? My husband thinks the only person she could have been sleeping with was... Are you sitting down?... A MARRIED man.

It's just great. Being the wife you hear more about the Sailors doing the cheating. It kind of feels good to be the wife even when we are being judged by everyone else under the sun saying we do nothing but cheat while our men are gone. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight *eye roll*

                                                             You are NOT the father!

         Anyway, so, lesson number one would be: Never trust a ship whore. Whether she is nice or not.

The First Navy Wife Friend

I mentioned before that Mrs D and I are extremely lucky we've had each other through this journey. And we are! In fact just last night she came over while her man was on an underway, and obviously my mine is still in the midst of his deployment. We sat around eating pizza, watching Netflix movies, and gossiping. It was a perfect night. I felt 16 again, the only thing missing was some rounds of Karaoke.

However, when I first moved here after marrying my mister, Mrs D was not here. She was back home with our fams. I moved here on my own. The first navy wife I met was N. She was JT's  friends wife, and she was the "caregiver" to all of the single sailors her husband was friends with. She had taken care of my man for months, letting him crash on their couch to get off the boat, feeding him, letting him use all the hot water he wanted, and doing his tremondous amounts of laundry for free.

JT was convinced that when I met N she and I would enjoy playing housewives together. However, I was not so sure because N was 5 months pregnant, and I, a newlywed was so far from the baby-making plan that I just wasn't sure. Oh, but my husband was so right. N quickly became my 1st Navy Wife Bff.
We did play housewives together, and since she was in the middle of her first pregnancy, my apt. became the new Bachelor Crash Pad. Together she and I took these guys under our wings, and most of the time I swear even now, I am married to 4 guys instead of just 1 the way my house operates.We opened our homes to nights of Rock Band and Call of Duty, pizzas and beer, an abundance of dishes, couch crashers, and the neverending task of baking all types of pastries. N and I had fun! Through our fun I learned my place as a Navy Wife... I learned that sometimes my house is a continuous Bed and Breakfast, and occassionally my life looks a little too much like a 1950's butter commercial,  and that often we tend to take the back burner to our husbands' true wives; the Navy, but One good friend, One Navy Wife friend, can make those things bearable.
N's mister chose to get out of the Navy, and 8 months ago they moved several hours away from here, but she is still frequently my go-to Navy wife, and the person I call for all kinds of random questions, and trust me N and her mister will make several more appearances in my story.

Gossip Gals....The Beginning of it.

Everyone who has fallen happenstance to this blog has probably read other military spouse blogs. Maybe you are here to learn about mil spouse life or maybe you are here to gain support from fellow comrades in the same boat as you. Whatever your reason I’m glad you stumbled upon our site.

I promise we DO hope to give support to all of our readers and that we will tell you about our lives as mil spouses.

I’m going to confess my plans for this blog to you, for you see there is no reason to write if you do not have a purpose. I am here to Spill my guts. I am not here to be PC. I am not here to concern myself with hiding the truth of what goes on. Think of Mrs D and I as the Gossip Girls of Navy Wives.

I have read other blogs, I have seen how everyone tries so hard to be careful, and Not say the wrong the thing. Most bloggers leave out the nitty gritty details the things that Matter. It’s the True events that get us to find the meaning in the lessons.

Sometimes the lessons are not easy, sometime they cannot be explained in a PC manner. Sometimes events and relationships are messy.

I’ll tell you right now, Mrs D and I are not here to hurt anyone’s feelings we are not here to “cause drama”

we will Never reveal anyone’s true name including our own. You may think you know us, you may damn well be right, but we won’t tell you. You can keep on guessing. And if for some reason you want to guess, Don’t. Don’t do it publicly not here. Not on our site.

For you see the way to maintain truthful is to remain anonymous.

Here’s one final disclosure:

Truth is relevant to the beholder. There is always two sides to every story and usually there is a third or fourth side. Mrs B and I will tell our sides the way we see it. Occasionally, a detail or two may be changed, we may not remember something Exactly as it happened, our memories could occasionally fail us, and on an extremely Rare occasion we may *gasp* Embellish a detail for your or our own amusement.

I add this disclosure so as to avoid falling into the James Frey trap and we do not have “A Million Little Pieces” back lash.

So thanks for tuning in today.

Until next time,

XOXO

The Run Down... thus far.

Well, Mrs D finally made an appearance! LOL

I decided that we are going to need a recap of all that is going on because if you haven't noticed our Gossip Girl style, we don't use our real names. It's much easier that way, a little bit of autonomy, so that we can write as we will.

So our Character or Cast List:

Writer: Mrs D
Writer: Mrs. T, or "T"
T's Husband: JT
Mrs Ds Husband: Mr. D

Minor Characters:

Mrs Ds Ex: The Ex (even though he is very insignificant, Mrs D and I wouldn't be here if it weren't for him).

Location: Virginia, USA.

My introduction: Hi, my name is...

Mrs D. Call me as you see fit. I am an ordinary woman, living an EXTRAORDINARY life as a Navy wife. Is there really anything more to say??

As for the background story, Mrs T basically told OURS and hers but I want to tell hers from MY prospective:
Yes, I up and moved to be with my boyfriend of about a month. We had known eachother for years as he was my friends brother and before the Navy lived in the same town as T and I. When I moved there I lived with him, his roommate and his son and basically became his sons keeper. I joked and said I was the live in nanny and that joke smacked me in the face when he and I broke up and I found out he had actually been telling people that but THAT, that is a whole nother story.

T came to visit. It had been a long time since we saw eachother but it wasn't 9 months. We had seen eachother in December when I came to visit Indiana for the holiday. It didn't really count though because all the time we spent together was like 2 hours at a bar with my boyfriend at the time and his family. We didn't get a ton of talk time. Anyway, so she came to visit. We had a lot of plans like going on a mini trip to DC and the Anti Valentines Day party. The first night she was there, I had my friends over. They HAD TO meet my bff! One of them took a quick liking to her. A VERY quick liking. That night I went outside to go have a cig and he came out with me. He said "your friend is very pretty" and I replied with "I know" (lol) and he said "No, your friend is VERY pretty" I replied with a giggle once again "I know" and so began J courting T.

The last night T was in town we all went to a local bar to hang out and, well, after we left the bar we decided on Taco Bell munchies. We were stopped at a light right near our destination and J gets out of our friends car, runs to T's door, swings it open and plants a kiss on her lips. OMG none of us knew what to do and I bet ANYTHING T had the most butterflys in her stomache she has ever had in her life. SO SWEET! The next day, T went home and from then on out every time J hung out with me, you could bet your butt there would be a point in the night when he was talking to T. I will never forget the time after I moved back to Indiana and J was visiting T and they came by and T showed me the ring. I started crying! I was so happy for them!

And now, it's MY turn to tell MY story: Remember that roommate I said I lived with with my ex? Yeah...
Okay, so Mr and I met in Indiana when the ex and him were visiting. You see, Mr is from Indiana too. Only around 35 minutes from where the ex and I are from. Mr and the ex met on the ship they were both on. How cool is that? Anyway, he was at my friends house with the ex and so was I. He didn't really talk to me. Kind of kept to himself but I thought he was cute. He struck my single woman curiousity more then the ex but the ex and I hit it off and so goes the beginning of Mr and I.

When I moved to VA to be with the now ex, he was our roommate. He didn't speak much to me the first couple of days but eventually we became best friends. The ex was always trying to find a way to kick him out (due to jealousy I believe) but I always talked him out of it. Mr never did anything really wrong so I never saw any reason for him to get kicked out. Then, the bomb went off. I found out the now ex had went out with another girl when he told me he was going out with the guys. When I found out, the now ex wasn't home. It was just the now Mr and I there and I bawled on his shoulder. He comforted me when noone else could. Best. Friend. Well, ex begged me to stay and I really didn't want to go. As far as I knew he only went out with her, not that he had sex with or kissed her, so I stayed.

Then came deployment. They left in January that year. I bawled on the pier. I could bearly breathe. At that time, I had no idea what I had gotten into. I had no idea how hard it would be to wait for someone while questioning their love for you. It was hard. Hard until he confessed to cheating on me about 3 months into the deployment. I then had had enough and I moved back to Indiana a couple weeks later.

Of course Mr and I still kept in constant contact. I still have all his emails. He even called me a few times. Mr got back in August and called me when he got in. That very night I got a drunk call from him. He said I was hot (lmao) and said he loved me. I didn't know what to say to that because at the time I had pretty much sworn men off and one of my best friends was drunkingly saying he loved me so I just laughed at him. He laughed too so I let it go. I at least TRIED to let it go. It didn't work so well. That night remained in the back of my mind for a long time. Until he came to Indiana to visit in December. He talked to me almost the whole drive up there. Called me about a dozen times haha. The day after he got in, he came to my parents house to come get me so we could go meet up with my friend L and hang out. We went to the bar and did some kareoke (Mr watched lol) and then we headed to another friends house. On our way there we decided to grab some food and I decided right after we got our food in the drive thru, it was time to plant a kiss on him. The first time I EVER made the first move. Ever. He kissed back but it was kind of a really confusing moment for both of us. I think that is kind of where our courting journey started, but neither of us actually courted. We just knew what we wanted.

I failed to mention earlier that when he came in December, I planned to move back to VA with him. Just as friends. Well, on our way to VA, he asked me to be his girl and I said yes of course. Mr told me the reason he felt so compelled to ask me right then and there was because when I went into the gas station at the last stop he thought to himself "Nobody better mess with my girl".

Well blah blah blah, yada yada yada.... On a beautiful day in May, Mr asked me what I wanted to do. It was a beautiful day so I said either go for a walk on the beach or go to the park. I just wanted to be outside. So, we went to the beach where Mr popped the big question. I about lost my mind. I really thought I was going to pass out. Of course this girl said yes. I would have been a fool to say no. We were married in July and a short time later he deployed.

Well, I survived the deployment and now we are less then a month away from having our big ceremony. And so the story goes on :)

The Start of it All. (aka Anti Valentine's Day).

Two years ago, I made a spur of the moment trip to Virginia. I had an opportunity to get away from the Valentine's Day Hype. Now most single girls know that Valentine's Day is not fun for Single Ladies. It's a constant reminder of how Alone we are, and that is Not a fun reminder. Two years ago, I was 23 turning 24, and I loved being single, but even an Independent woman who Loves being free with no attachments would like to receive flowers or at least a candy bar on Valentine's Day.

So, I took off! I made a mad dash to O'Hare airport, jumped on a flight, and landed in Norfolk, Virginia to spend some quality time with my bestie, Mrs D. Valentine's Day weekend marked 9 months since I had last seen her, who had up and moved out to Virginia on a lark, for none other than... you guessed it A BOY.

However this V-Day, Mrs D, was spending it alone while said Guy was on a Deployment. She had great party plans arranged for my arrival including an Anti-Valentine's Day. Oh yes, that's right. Anti -Vday for all the single people and people who couldn't be with their Significant Others. Six people gathered for a nice lil house party, 3 guys and 3 girls. Boy, Girl, Boy, Girl - how cozy!

Well, it was rather cozy, very quickly for me, because within 20 mins. I was outside the house talking to my mom on the phone telling her "I met someone" and he was outside sitting on the front porch telling his friend, "I'm gonna marry that girl".

Love at first sight isn't just a fairy tale. Who Knew?!?! The rest of the weekend gave me 5 days to get to know my Prince Charming.


When all is said and done, my story starts at that moment. The moment I ran away from Valentine's Day and ran SMACK into Love.
                                                      
Always,

The Beginning.

Mrs D and I have been friends for over 10 years now. We worked together at an all American teen job, in a little Indiana town and our boyfriends had been best friends. We imagined we had it all back then, but that is an entirely different story, another book completely. I don't think at that time either of us could ever have forseen the path of our friendship taking the direction it has. I still find it hard to believe...

This story though, the one I want to tell now, it starts 2 years ago, at what could culminate as the beginning of our true adulthood. It started as a simple trip to visit a friend who had moved away from home, and ended up as the weekend I would meet my husband, a Sailor.

That's right, I took the oath... I am a Navy wife, it's been 1 year and 4 months. And, this past July, Mrs D took the same oath. She too is a Navy wife. Surprisingly, we have been fortunate: our husbands are stationed at the same East Coast base, and we live a city away from each other, a mere 12.6 miles. Mrs D and I have made a fair share of friends out here, but I really have not met another wife, who has gotten lucky enough to have her best friend in the same location as her. This is truly something special and rare, but it makes our story that much more intersting to tell.

Mrs D and I are here together, on this blog to tell our story.

We are Real Navy House Wives,