Mom Life, Fire Wife

Library Night Out Block Party Last night at the library there was a party for the community to help each other out. They had the cops, gang unit, firefighters, all sorts of community programs to help anyone in need. They had free food and tons of fun for the kids.  We usually don’t go out to big group events just because it is hard to handle all 5 kids by myself. But today we did and they all had a BLAST!!! The only snag was trying to round them all up after. I would get a few in one spot and then try to track down some more and then when I got back the two I had were playing somewhere else. It took at least 45min just to gather 5 kids to take them home. Totally nuts, I know but it was still worth it.

5/13/13  I don’t intend to write this to have a pity party. I mostly write these things to get them off my chest and to know that I have a place I can write my feelings that is safe.  So I have been married to my wonderful husband Ty for 15 years now and he has been a firefighter during almost that entire time. He has done wild land firefighting, he is done paged out firefighting and he has worked in several different cities. I know what it takes to be a firefighters wife and I’ve known since the day that we got married that it would be difficult.  For example the week after we got married he was doing wild land and was gone for 14 days and then would come home for another 8 to 10 days and then be gone again.  Time has passed and now we have five kids and a dog and our life is quite busy. For some reason today, on Mother’s Day I got very emotional and felt very lonely. Today is our oldest daughters birthday and she turned five. Her daddy was at work and I, like...

 So I decided to make this blog for a place where I can write my thoughts and frustrations. This is a place where I might be able to help somebody else know that they are not the only one feeling this way. Being a firefighter his wife is sometimes really hard and challenging.  When you add kids to the mix and family time is sparsely spread between that and real life it makes it difficult.  There are joys in knowing that my husband is helping others when he’s at work. There are good times and bad times and I’m actually grateful for both.