The beginning.

 I hate cell phone contracts. The idea of being stuck with the same phone, the same contract, same company for two whole years, makes me sweat. Same thing with my satellite contract. What if I decide later that my service sucks and I can find better? Nope! Stuck with it, too bad. Or how about credit cards. You know once you buy something with it, that's pretty much it. Good luck on ever paying it off and once you do, even better luck at not spending anything so you can end the relationship. Well not quite, I mean who would honestly want to end such a fabulous thing that begins with the simple phrase "Charge it!" and for one blissfully stress free month, you can pretend you own something without paying for it? Scratch that, that doesn't count. Ahh parenthood. The one "Contract" that you are never free from. Scary right?
 So here I am writing about how excited I am about my husband's decision to join the military and I can't help but wonder why exactly, am I nervous about signing contracts and promising my life and money to companies for certain periods and yet the thought of my husband doing this, doesn't phase me a bit?
 I grew up living near Marine Corps bases all my life. My father served 25 years in the Marine Corps and then retired and we stayed close for the benefits. And comfort I suppose. I know the way of life for a Marine family, and I grew up with lots of military friends. My family has al been in the military at some point and I would have too had I not gotten pregnant with my daughter. There isn't much that someone can tell me about the military that will send me running. So it's nice to be able to come out with our news and have everyone shocked right now instead of asking too many questions as if we hadn't thought them out ourselves. My only hope is that people understand that yes being in the military means sacrifices of all kinds, time, distance, friends, family and even lives. A soldier doesn't make millions of dollars and it doesn't lead you to fame. But the pride it brings, the lessons you learn, and being a part of the military family means more to some people than all the gold in the world.
 So far life isn't going to change. Things are staying the same old, same old way. We both keep on working, Bug, my five year old daughter, is starting her last year of Head Start while Beanie, my two year old son, will be continuing his reign of terror as boys tend to do. We don't know when Husband will be "getting in" or when he will be leaving for boot camp. Nothing is life is guaranteed and you certainly can't plan much out based on the military, that much I do know. So for now life keeps on keeping on and until we know more, that's how it shall remain.