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    Unmarried Military Spouse

    As I head towards my sixth year as an unmarried military spouse, I thought it was about time I shared my take on it. Being a military family, everyone just assumes you’re married, and that automatically makes you a ‘dependant’ (do you all hate that too?!) I want to delve into the world of the modern military family. So here goes… Quick back story to get you up to speed if you don’t have time to scroll back through my blog. My not-husband and I met back in 2015. We met online as I was working 13-hour shifts on a surgical ward, and he was doing the usual too-ing and…

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    The Crazy World of Deployment!

    3 years…where did they go?! 3 years ago, I was getting up at 4am to wave off my not-husband to Canada. He was deploying for the second time that year! You begin to accept that getting up at 1, 2, 3, 4 or even 5am is just part of the deal sometimes! The alarm goes and we get up in the dark, sneaking downstairs, trying not to wake anyone else. The Spaniel thinks it’s wonderful we’re up, celebrating by banging his tail against the kitchen radiator! Ssh!! We had been through a deployment once already that summer, he’d only been home six weeks and boy did we squeeze a lot…

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    The Crazy World of Adulting!

    Do you feel like an adult yet? I think we’ve all questioned this at some point. Haven’t we?! “Are we ‘adulting’ correctly?!” I glanced over at the birthday card on the fireplace whilst sipping my morning tea and it hit me! Right there, right then. I am an actual adult! Sharing my story because I feel we all question ourselves sometimes and yet we’re all doing just fine! The birthday card was “To my wonderful (not) Wife and Best Friend”. It suddenly dawned on me. This person in my life – my amazing not-husband – thinks the world of me. He thinks I’m great and appreciates all I do! Who’d…

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    Weekending!

    The highs and lows of ‘weekending’ – military style. Urgh! Sunday evening and he’s leaving…AGAIN! Weekending sucks! How many of you can relate? My wonderful not-husband leaves somewhere between 1800-1930 every Sunday, either to pick up others or be picked up. He’s working 180 miles from home during the week and travelling a good 4 hours (if he’s lucky) back each Friday to be with us. (aka weekending) Why? Because the Army says so! Luckily only April – July for us, I know some of you do this long-term and I take my hat off to you! Walking into a quiet, empty house, looking at the chaos in the kitchen…