My husband is a Sergeant in the Army. He misses out on a lot because of that, as do most in the military. This year he is missing out on taking our daughter trick-or-treating for the first time. It’s never fun when duty calls and he is sent away, but I think after almost seven years in the military he is getting used to it.
I didn’t mind as much when it was just the two of us, but now that we have an almost 2-year-old, I get a little upset. The ideal thing would be to make sure we have plenty of notice to plan ahead but as military spouses know, that almost never happens. We have to be ready to take charge and run the house alone at any time.
Luckily for us, I have been able to stay home with our daughter for the last year and a half. It has made adjusting to having a new baby easier and also helped when my husband came home from deployment. Now that he has a job with no deployments, I started entertaining the idea of going back to work. I registered for job fairs and handed out resumes. I started to get really excited about getting back into the workforce! Let’s face it … as much as we love our little ones, we all need a break at some point.
But then I noticed that my husband was a little less excited about me working again. He started telling me about trips he could be called to go on at any time, a two-month school he will have to attend, our step-son coming to spend the summer with us and family visits in between it all. The only way I was going back to work was if I found a job where I was off before 6 every day, able to take a lot of vacation time in the first year and paid enough to justify placing two children in daycare full time. Since I don’t have my degree yet and I am not a super star, I decided that working was out of the question.