My Son is Telepathic

Thats right. You read it. My son is telepathic. Spaz is going to be two years old in July and he is still not speaking words. BUT Spaz can understand what we are saying and we have learned his language of "no-speak-inese" by telepathy. I have come to this conclusion from a particular experience: Last night I was in the kitchen when I heard Spaz's pitter patter feet flying through the hallways. I knew he was standing in front of Sexy Beast, not because I heard him talk, but because I heard Beast say;

"What do you need help with?"- Beast. I heard nothing come from Spaz's voice box. Yet then I heard:
"What is in your room that you need help with?"-Beast. ALOT of these moments happen in our house since Spaz isnt saying words yet (other than Mama, Dadda, and Bella- my moms mutt)
 

How did the Beast know that Spaz needed help in his room? Could it be that EVERY time Spaz plays with his bus, he rips the door off like a maniac with over stimulated adrenaline?

Could it be that Spaz just came out of his room and came straight to dad?

Could it be that my dropping of the cell phone on Spaz's head as a newborn create a telepathic snap in his brain?

So at Spaz's 24 month check up, when Dr. Anderson asks if he is saying words yet, Ill say,

Buts its ok. He is telepathic. And thats just more fun.

Now onto what my cousin, Ali, is waiting for. Yes, we bought a house. Crazy? Maybe. But it feels SO good to say, this is my home. I can do whatever I want to it. PLEASE pipes dont burst. Rats and bugs stay away! But it has been great. I did have a few lot of melt downs the first weekend of painting, however. NONE of the paints I chose turned out to be the same color that dried on the can. NONE. But thank the heavens above they grew on me and I like them. Another awesome plus- we have hardwood under our carpet! It was exciting but if you ask the Beast about ripping up the carpet, his eye starts twitching and he starts to swear uncontrolably. My son is telepathic and my husband has turrettes.

The house is a 5 bedroom 2 1/2 bath (master, Gabe's room, Army/baby room upstairs and other two rooms downstairs. We call them Mandy's room and grandma's room) with a huge backyard (roses, raspberries, and bulb bushes included!) and a finished basement (mancave for the Beast. Or if you are me than you just call it- the cave. For his inner neanderthal)

So here are some pictures...


Gabe's Details



Living Room

Living Room Details

Gabe's room

Master Room



Dining Room

Well there will be more to come... Still need to get dining chairs and put our dining room together. Also, we need a rug for the living room. Oy... And ya ya.. i will get back to that challenge.. I live with turrettes and telepathy. Give me a break. 

 

 

 

Day 5

Ok.. So anyone who knows me, knows that my memory isnt worth shit.. Sorry for the pay-per-view channel language. I posted day 4 on the 26th and it is, what?, the 30th?! Easter eve?! Way to stay on top of things, Dani. No wonder I got knocked up one month into marriage. Oy.

So we will just pretend that I have been on schedule.
Day 5: What are 5 things that make you happiest right now. 

Aw this shall be fun. Less "damper dan" than the rest of the days.



Thing 1: Well this is just an obvious (well maybe not obvious to the beast since he's been on my spinal nerves lately) But thing 1 is definitely my boys. Its been hectic around here and it's causing little spaz to be a big spaz. But we have these miracle wonderful moments where he is calm and just wants to snuggle with mom and dad. Sexy Beast has been busy trying to process out of Fort Stewart. When I say process, its putting it mildley. The beast has been quite stressed with all the paperwork and gear cleaning. Sometimes it can carry over into the house and the tension rises. But he never forgets to hug me when he is home and kiss me goodnight. So I cant hate him. Maybe give him evil looks and smart ass comments. But no hate.

Thing 2: We move to Colorado Springs in less than a month. While it breaks my heart to think about being so far away from my mother and little brother that Iv lived with now for over a year, I know they will be ok. Well at least I hope so. Ill pray everyday for my mothers patience and for my little brother to not burn down the condo. You  may be laughing- but Im totally serious. Here's to good fire alarms in her place. Georgia can be beautiful but its never felt like a home to me. Thats partially my fault. I never really let myself warm up to it and make it a home. Thats something that is really important in a military family. You dont stay in one spot for very long. So, you better make a home where ever you are. The saying goes, "Home is where ever the boots are laying". Iv always liked Colorado and we have heard nothing but great things about the area. I love the snow. YES, I said it. After living in the south for this long, I have decided that I am an actual snow bunny. I will take it over the rising 100 degree humid summers here. So here's to a new start! And more day dreaming of my Colorado home. (plus it makes it 100 times better my really good friend, HK, is going to be arriving in the fall)


Thing 3: Writing in my blog. I know what your thinking- WHAT WRITING??! I know. Iv been slacking. Staying on schedule MAYBE shouldnt be in my resume. Though if Im getting paid for it, you know Im probably putting more effort into it. Is that bad? I do love to write. Especially about my chaotic life that has SO many great adventures coming towards it. Both scary and exciting. Please excuse me though. My mother just moved out of my house, my son is screaming and not talking so we are working on that, the Army has thrown up everywhere in my house (and we all know my OCD is screaming like a tortured SAW victim), and Im trying to pack our stuff slowly. Not to mention its Easter now.. Where did that come from?! I promise that I will write more and more interesting crap. Just wait til I crap open a bottle and talk about the brain of males. Did you know that theres a part of their brain that has never evolved from the caveman days? Its the part that controls what they see when they see a bathroom... more on that later.


Thing 4: Is it sad that I had to think about another thing that makes me happy these days?! Haha I think its more that my brain is drained rather than I dont have a fourth thing. Im sure Beast is praying this is true. Cooking and baking. I want to be the worlds best mom with the worlds greatest cupcakes.. and not gain a damn thing from eating them. Too much? Ok, Id like to master the art of baking and making a good meal. Iv been working on my cooking skills since I got married but it didnt really go into high gear 'til the beast was camping in Afghan land last year. When we first got married, I experimented with booze. Alot. I put wine into EVERYTHING. I cooked LOTS of pasta. And LOTS of banana bread. Well, we look back now and realize- it showed. Haha. We both love food and love homemade stuff so we have been working on finding recipes we love and making it less "guilty". One thing I wont mess with though- banana bread. Ill stick to my grandmas recipe. You do NOT mess with a recipe from grandma. She even makes her own flour. She puts me to shame. Sometimes I can cook great- but then my single lady worthless cooking skills kick in at times. I made chili once and burnt it. BURNT it. HOW do you burn chili? Talent. I also made zuccinni bread zuccinni mush once. Gross. I made mac'n'cheese for the bro a couple months back and well, forgot about it and by the time I got back to it, the water was gone. And the smoke alarm was going off. Lets see.. well if you ask Sexy Beast how my baking is, he would laugh and say 98.56% of my stuff tastes like pancakes. I have no idea how I manage it but it does. I tried making pretzels, buns, and bread- all tasting like salty nasty pancakes.. My great grandparents owned a bakery and were master bakers. So it would be real nice if that skill would kick in now please.


Thing 5: Well I know what thing 5 is.. But I cant say. You will have to find out later. For most of you, its not what you are thinking. That first thing that pops in your mind.. its not that. But its something great. And will eventually lead to that. That all made sense, you just dont know it did.

This Aint No Dear John, Amanda Seyfried

Four years ago, if you would've came to me and said,

 "Hey in four years you will be married, have a baby, go through a deployment cause you are an Army wife" Id say, "Bitch your'e crazy"  (I had an attitude problem back then)

Its crazy what just a year can do to you. When I started dating Sexy Beast, I honestly didn't think this would be the man that steals my heart and convince me to become a..cue the Army Strong song... Military Wife. So when I got engaged at Fort Benning in 2010, I started watching this show called Army Wives. "Oh what fun and interesting!" I thought. Little did I know, the real military life is NOTHING like this show.

I had NO idea what was about to happen.

*let me note here that everyones situation is case by case. How I handle being a military wife may not be how you handle it. You may not agree with what I have to say. I am probably a blabbering idiot for I know. So take this all with an open mind. Our husbands fight for freedom of opinion. And this is mine. 

What I have learned, like most things in life, is this life is what you make it. If you mope around that there are so many things you cant control and that your husband is going to be gone 75% of your marriage, than life is going to suck. Plain and simple. But from the beginning I was determined not to be one of THOSE women. I knew in the beginning that there were going to be times that are hard and will test my marriage. It will make me want to scream and say IM MOVING TO CANADA. But these moments are what make you. You can sit around and complain that the money is tight, your husband wont be there for you to give birth, that hes out in the field and the kids are sick, that hes gone overseas and you miss him, but is this going to change anything?? When Spaz was two weeks old, Sexy Beast had to leave for field training for about 3 weeks. When Sexy Beast deployed last year, Spaz was 7 months old and not even sitting up on his own-late bloomer. When he came home, Spaz was walking running, talking screaming, yelling for dadda, tantruming, etc. His first birthday, first words, first steps, all had come and gone. His dad had missed it all, so who was I to complain and cry that my world sucked? Im not the one overseas sleeping in a bunk and fighting for my life and the ones I loved. I was here with our baby, watching him grow everyday. Many women can complain about this life but we have it pretty good. One of my biggest pet peeves- and I will admit I used to be one of these women but have learned- is when military wives compare their soldier husband to "civilian" husbands and claim that their husbands are better. Dont get me wrong, I love my husband for what he does. Not a lot of men can handle what he does everyday. Im very proud of him to say the least. I beam when I see him on that field lined up with his fellow men. But my husband isnt better than yours. If you come to me in sadness that your husband or boyfriend is away for the month or away at college, Im going to feel for you. Whether your husband is gone for a day or a whole year, it sucks. We as military wives should never put our noses up at anyone just because their husbands dont wear the US Army patch or any other military patch for that matter. Who are we to judge your situation?

Maybe its my unique take on the military lifestyle that makes the danger and long separations easier. When we first moved to Fort Stewart we lived in a small apartment on post. EVERYTHING was wrapped around the Army and his job. It can give you a great sense of community, or it can drive you insane. It got to the point that I didnt even remember what it was like to have interests of my own. Everything was about his job and even our home wasnt an escape for either of us. It was hard to seperate family and job. So after moving off post we just seem to have a better control of things. In the Army its hard and nearly impossible to really have control over anything. If the Army says you are moving here, then you are moving here. If they say you are deploying, then you are deploying. You roll with the punches. My advice to newcomers- keep an open mind and lift your hands in the air during the rollercoaster bumps-screaming "weeeeee" is optional but fun. What works for the Sexy Beast and I is that we keep his job seperate. The Army is his job. Not who he is. Who he is: an amazing husband that would do anything to give me what ever I wanted. A father who would take a bullet for his children. And a son who works hard to make his family proud. So when you look at me, dont just see an Army wife. Im a mom and wife first. The "army" is just a label that comes with the territory.

I will admit though. Nothing can truly explain that feeling of seeing your husband after almost a year of him being over on the other side of the world. Its something you do just have to experience.

Im very proud of all our men and women who serve, the ones who stand beside them holding their hands and hearts, the children cheering them on, and the ones who support our troops everyday. This country would be a very different place without your courage.