EEK! The time is here!

After 7 long months, 210 days, going from 2 13 month olds to 2 20 month olds, this is what we have been through. After 2 sweet little girls started walking in January, to running, to now talking. After 12 holidays and 1 anniversary. After 6 trips to the ER (including Ava, my mom, and me), 2 croups, 1 stomach virus, 3 colds. After all fall and all winter and most of spring, the day has finally come, my man will be walking off that bus at anytime. We are done counting down the days we are now down to counting the minutes & seconds.

I have been waiting and dreaming of this moment since October 16, 2010 at 3 am, the day we said goodbye. As we didn't stick around to watch the buses leave, but we will be there early to welcome those same buses back. What will this moment feel like? Will it be everything I have thought it was going to be? I'm sure how could it not. Will the girls be so fussy that they ruin it for everyone else? Probably but oh well. Will I be able to recognize him with everyone else wearing the same thing? Uh it might take a minute, but hopefully. Thinking about this day and not really knowing how it's going to go, how late they will be, or how long our day will be, is so nerveracking but in such a good way.

We all have wishes, hopes, and dreams in life, all a military's family wants out of life is to have their families together. To not have to miss out on some of the most important days of their childrens lives. To be there to hold their wife when it's going all wrong, to be able to cook your husband dinner, or to know that he is in a bed and not on the ground.

They make a sacrifice that not many are willing to make, they truly are our heros, and we don't give them enough credit. Through all the holidays, all the weekends, being sick, they work, they don't get a day off. They don't get to go to bed early, or wake up late, they stay up most nights working to make sure that they bring home everyone they left with and to do their job.

Some people have a spouse that travels for work or works long days and late nights, but there is something about a military man coming home that only military spouses can relate to. The sense of security and excitement, to know that they are finally safe again, that you have made it all this time and nothing major went wrong. After all the nights waiting up late next to the phone, or with every knock on your door and your heart racing, or every car that stops in front of your house, those fears are all gone when they step off that bus. And for me that's today. I have never been more excited, more anxious, more nervous in my whole life. My adrenaline has started pumping fast, I just can't wait to see my man!!

Thanks to everyone for you love, prayers, and support I am proud to say that our family is back together!!