Explaining the world

There is a rule in my house. The boys can watch TV while eating breakfast but it must be the news. So yesterday morning they learned of Osama Bin Ladens death. With tears rolling down my face (from remembering the pain he caused the USA) I explained to them 9/11 and the sickness that is bin Laden and the people who choose to follow his beliefs. Neither of them were born yet and I, just the same as every American, remember where I was and what I was doing at that moment. My husband who was, and still is, in the Army was the first thought in my mind and heart. My kids have never known the world without the hatred of bin Laden. Although I try not to rejoice that he was killed, I am pleased that the head of the snake was chopped off. All over facebook I am seeing people talk about how sick it is we find pleasure in the murder of this man. I can only justify their reaction by believing they don't have a loved one who has deployed. Or worse yet died because of him. My husband has spent years away from his children due to him and his followers actions. We've watched him say goodbye not knowing if he was coming home. It's painful and strikes a fear in your heart that can not be explained. By no means is the war over. And wont be for some time to come. Another man full of hate for America will take over. Another man will die at a military mans hand. And we once again will rejoice. I do not chastise you for your belief that an eye for an eye is no way to live. So do not bad mouth my husband and his fellow members of the Armed Forces for protecting you! These men and women are homegrown heroes. And you should be honored they care about you without knowing who you are.

Babies: past and present

Sorry for the LONG break. Sometimes we need them. Especially someone as opinionated as I. But lets move on from that and catch you up :) Today marks a somber day for my family. 5 years ago our youngest son passed away from complications of a heart defect. He was 1 month old and the light and joy we needed. Even in his passing he gives us strength to go through every day with our heads held high. Dont get me wrong the pain was, is, and will continue to be unbearable at times. But I would rather suffer this pain then have a single person I care about have a moment of it. I am okay with this cross to bear for that reason. Today also marks a joyous moment. I am 18 weeks pregnant. This baby has given us a MAJOR scare already. And with the hopes it's a girl the drama only seems fitting. Life always keeps us on our toes. Our children even more so. They drive me up a wall, but they are the reason I stay grounded. My oldest and his personality that can only be compared to mine and his love of Lego building. Oh, how his mind works! The current youngest at home and his life is grand thought process. Constant laughs with that one. Our son who passed and his strength and will to fight. We all could learn lesson from his gentle soul. Then there is our soon to be next. May he/she find happiness in this crazy world. I know they will only bring more to mine :)