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You know, I was reading some Army wife drama that spilled over from Facebook. There's a wife claiming that she has everything she needs because she has a husband and baby. You know what? I may be an Army wife. I may have a husband. I may have three beautiful kids. But they do not define who I am. See, I am me. I am a Republican, a lover of animals, a happy person with opinions, opinionated, Jesus lover. I am someone who will listen to both sides of a story and form my own opinion. I have an opinion I have no problems sharing. I love my husband. He is my life. But he doesn't define who I am. I love my kids, but I am happy when they go off to school. I love traveling, and will go on drives, just to explore. If my husband doesn't want to explore, I can go without him. I have discovered, without my husband, that I can be a great leader. I ran an FRG. I stay out of drama when needed, but add my two cents when I think it may help. I think that people who choose not to breastfeed are doing their babies a disservice. Those babies do not ask to be born, but since they are, their mothers should do everything possible to give their babies the very best start in life they can get. I may be obese, but I make sure my children run and play, and don't sit in front of the TV all day. What does this have to do with an Army wife, you ask? Simple. I saw someone post on a facebook group that she chose to bottle feed. Why? Why do that? I will never understand why someone doesn't TRY.
I have a really hard time with someone who has to advertise they are married to a soldier, their life is about their soldier, and they don't do anything for themselves. There IS more to life than the Army. There's a whole world out there!
I love the Army, and I love that my husband is a soldier. Don't get me wrong. This is one gift horse I won't look in the mouth. We have a guaranteed paycheck, a roof over our heads, food in our bellies and insurance. I don't discuss anything that could be OPSEC related, and PERSEC is always in my mind. But that's just common sense. And rules of the Army life. It doesn't DEFINE me. My husband complements me. He doesn't complete me. I am complete on my own.