I've struggled with insomnia for 7 1/2 yrs and it's not fun. After I have a baby it "disappears" for a short time, just long enough to get my hopes up that it's finally gone, but before I know it my mind is back to racing and I'm wide awake until the wee hours of the mornings. With insomnia over the years I've found myself on here more than anywhere. There are often times I've thrown a load of laundry in the washer or waiting for clothes to finish up in the washers, but most often than not...it's my quiet time after the kids are asleep and Chad. I normally spend time in prayer while sitting here in front of this screen as well.
Tonight loneliness has taken over me. I just feel very disconnected right now. I'm totally dwelling on the upcoming deployment and wonder if my family will ever step up and really be there for me during a deployment. Sadly I doubt they ever will, this will be our 5th deployment, 3rd to Iraq what would make them step up NOW? I just wish they would. I don't feel sorry for myself when it comes to deployments. The majority of my friends are, have, or will be going through one themselves so how's feeling pity for myself going to make things better or easier? It's not. It doesn't mean though that I don't want love and support. See my mind knows what we're about to face, my heart is having a harder time coming to grips with it though. Sometimes I just want to say "hasn't our family been through enough?" We miss every single day with Jordyn. Not a single day goes by that I don't think of her. I look at Emma and wonder what it'd be like for her to have her big sister. I wonder the same thing for my boys. It's a question that I'll never see answered this side of Heaven. I accept it, doesn't mean I don't still wonder though.
I am honestly feeling I guess you could call it deployment exhaustion, and it's not even started. It's just know he's going AGAIN and then I meet people who's NEVER been deployed and that is absolutely frustrating. I know it comes down to MOS's (Army lingo...the type of job they have), some of it's simply luck of coming and going from a unit and just missing deployments over and over again. Three deployments to Iraq in 5 years is just so much. I miss my husband and although I GET how blessed we are with all the technology we have that no other war has had...we have internet/email/im's/webcams. We have phone services, cell phones, satelite phones. The reality is, there's still nothing like when he's home.
I want to be the best mom to my kids always, but especially during deployments. Last time I was not so much. This time I want to be better. I know that if I give this request over to Christ he'll give me everything I need to get through it. I just have to remember not to take it BACK from Christ when he does take the burden.
I'm starting to finally get tired, hopefully this made some sense. I'll write more tomorrow all of a sudden exhaustion has taken over and I can barely keep my eyes open.