We flew home to Darwin this weekend after almost a month in Brisbane.

Like many things in this army wife life, it was bitter sweet. It’s nice to be back with our dogs (who are indifferent to Archer), and in our house, but being away from family and friends is awful. 

Taking Archer away from all of the people who adore him was so much harder than I thought it would be. I feel extremely guilty about it, and sad that Archer won’t have kisses and snuggles from his grandparents (and others) for a little while.

When I became an Army wife, I pretty much knew what I was getting into – I certainly didn’t go into it blindly. While I accepted that would be away from our loved ones, I didn’t really think about the fact that that meant my children would be too. It gave me so much joy to see my mum holding my son, or J’s dad kissing him through his big bushy beard, or J’s mum teaching us to give him a bath – I loved all of those moments.

I guess it’s just another one of those parts of this life that is less than ideal. But that’s life – it can’t be perfect, and even though we’re separated from all the people we love, I know that it’s only temporary, and that at least we live in a time with Skype!

When I was born (in Canada), my mum had to communicate with hers (who lived in Brisbane) via snail mail – so I am extremely thankful for Skype, Instagram, Facebook, texting and free domestic calls (as well as a 4 hour, as opposed to 24hour, flight home). 


Now, on another note…

I’m not sure how often I will post on this blog. I have another one that I started when I was pregnant to keep my spread out family in the loop, and now it houses photos and updates on Archer. 

I’m debating whether to just end this blog and post about the Army on the other one or whether to keep this one but post less often (it’s probably not possible to post less often – I’m super slack, I know). So what do you all think? Is anyone except my nana even reading this? haha