Friday, January 17, 2014

A first in our house

Last night was a first for us.  A bomb threat was called into one of our local businesses and it and the surrounding businesses had to be evacuated.  Thankfully it was a hoax, and all was fine.  However this business is on my way home.  So the kids and I were coming home from haircuts and supper with my mom and her husband, and we see the mass of flashing lights, both blue and red, and the mass of first responders of all types.  My kids asked what was going on.  I had to call a close friend of mine to find out, since her husband is a fireman that was on scene.  She said it was the bomb threat.  So I (possibly a mistake) told the kids, that someone called in and said there was a bomb at the store.  Well we get home, and I tell little boys to go get baths, and I notice that my youngest is crying.  This is not totally out of character for him, he is a bit emotional at times. 

My oldest son hugged him and asked what was wrong, and my youngest turned to me and said "Mama I am worried about Daddy".  Let me just tell you, that hits you hard.  About the time he was saying what was wrong, I got a text.  That said basically, that he would be late, he was trying to come home and see us, but couldn't and that he loved us.  So I tell the boys, "Look Daddy is fine, he is texting me, he is ok and he loves you" 

That thankfully got them settled, but up until they went to sleep they were asking if I had heard from their daddy. 

Right before they went to bed, I got my youngest son in my lap, and had to look at him and explain, this is our life honey, this happens.  Daddy is called to do this job, and that means at times he is going to be in very dangerous situations.  We just have to have faith, that God will bring him home to us and if we are really scared, then we pray.  So my youngest son crawls up in my lap and we prayed for safety, not only for my husband but all of the ones out there. 

It dawned on me, as much as I try not to let the worries of the lifestyle show and get to us, it does take a toll on the little guys.  Thankfully Hubs made it home safe and sound at his regular shift end time.  The best part is we have the entire weekend to spend with him.

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Can I just say it sucks???

I am well aware of what I should expect being an LEO wife, but let me just say that this new schedule sucks.  I know I shouldn't complain, I know beyond anything else I am lucky that my LEO is not a statistic, and I know that we will eventually get used to it again.  Until then, I will think it sucks.

The transition is a bit much for us, and by us I mean the who family.  Even the dog is thrown for a loop.  The kids can't seem to keep up with who picks them up from school on what day even though that part hasn't changed.  It is just the sum of the whole getting to us.

I am sure in a few days we will all be fine, but until then, and until my sleep gets back on track, I want a nap, and I want my hubby home when I take it (none of which will happen).

That is my rant, I won't (well will try not to) do it again.  I feel better now, but I still want my nap.

Monday, October 7, 2013

Change is coming

Anyone married to an LEO knows that shifts change and schedules change are not uncommon.  Well I get a text Tuesday saying the Hubs' schedule is changing....the next day.  Yep so my little world of  him home every night and every weekend is no more.  I was not happy I assure you. We have gone back to the every other weekend 2 on 2 off.  This in theory is awesome because he is home during the week and can get things done.  It sucks in reality because he will be working odd hours, coming in all hours of the night, and working every other weekend.

This is a common schedule with LEO and it is one we dealt with for the better part of 10 years.  It was very easy to fall into the routine of it when we had no choice and knew no different.  Now that we have had "normal", well giving it up is going to be rough. 

All of it reminds me that all (well most) LEO spouses are in fact married single parents.   It makes you appreciate quality time together.   It also makes you annoyed, and frustrated and can make you grumpy. 

I know adjustment will take a bit of time, for myself and the kids, and the Hubs but I have a feeling it is going to take longer to get adjusted to that than it did the last change which ROCKED!!

Thursday, August 1, 2013

Myths about being married to a cop

I am a creature of habit, and one of my habits to get my day started is by reading certain blogs.  I do this every morning before I start actually working.  Being a mom of boys I like to read boy mom blogs, and as a cop's wife I obviously like to read cop's wife blogs.  One particular post that I read  got me thinking.  She posted about 5 myths to being a doctors wife (read it here you will appreciate the humor and honesty that it gives as do the majority of the post-the others are about food).  This got me to thinking, what are myths about being a cop's wife.   There are several both funny and not so funny that come to mind.

1)Myth:
 If my husband stops you, then you can say oh, your Janelle's husband and that will get you out of a ticket.

Truth:
If my husband stops you and you reference me, all that will do is get you sitting on the side of the road longer with him asking how you know me.  In fact, if my husband is the officer that stops you, you most likely deserved it because he is one of the few officers that I know that hates writing tickets,  because it just leads to more paperwork. Who really wants to spend their day doing paperwork.

2) Myth:

We own stock in doughnuts...

Truth:
It is OK to admit to the fact that we all make police jokes about cops eating doughnuts.  It is the most common thing they get picked on, you know it, I know it.  I have joked with Hubs a few times about it.  The sad reality is that in my house he will be the last one to eat a doughnut (unless they are the homemade fried biscuit kind that you dip in powdered sugar and who can resist those).  You can walk in my house at any given point and time and would not find doughnuts.  The kids went through a brief stage of wanting the powdered sugar kind (Hello Sweet Sixteen!!) but after dealing with cleaning up the mess and all that, they are a rare purchase as well.   Now I can't speak for all LEO households but I can for mine and that is our truth.


3) Myth:

The radio (scanner which ever you prefer to call it) stays on all the time.

Truth:

It is never on at my house unless he has come home for a meal and is still on duty, or is getting ready, or if he gets a call that says hey we have this and this going on we may need you to come back to work.  I have a firm rule that when we are home we are home.  We do not talk about work unless it is something that is going to directly effect our family.  When we are home it is family time.  When he was a road officer and worked nights, I refused to listen to a scanner.  I finally was asked why I didn't listen by a non LEO wife I simply explained that 1) I have a house to tend to and two children running around, and didn't want the extra noise. Reason 2) is the most honest sincere police wife answer I could give.  I don't want to hear my husband get shot in the event something happens.  Plain and Simple.  If something happens that I need to know I will be told.  Until then ignorance is bliss.

4) Myth:

I can't sleep when he works nights.

Truth: 

Here again this is applies to my household only, I can not speak for other wives.  When my husband and I first got married and he went back to work he was on night shift.  So I started out sleeping in our bed with him not home. I never had an issued with not sleeping good with him not home.  Along came the kids and one of our boys refused to sleep when his dad wasn't home unless he was in our bed.  It was the only time he wanted to sleep in the big bed.  So he did, mostly so I could sleep. Then the kids got bigger and started staying in there beds and Hubs still worked nights as part of his rotation.  I still slept amazing.  I got the whole bed.  I wasn't being routed out of my side of the bed (after almost 10 years he still takes up the whole bed).  I on occasion looked forward to him being on night shift.  I could get to bed at a normal hour and get a good solid night's sleep.  Now that he is home every night and weekend, it is a bit different.  When he gets called back into work late at night it takes me a bit longer to go back to sleep mostly because I know something is wrong.  But I can finally fall asleep and sleep nicely.  Basically I can sleep no matter what, or where.


 5) Myth:

Cops make mega bucks.

Truth:

Pardon me while I roll on the floor laughing hysterically.  This is a myth of epic proportion.  You will NEVER hear a cop say they do it for the money.  If they do, then they must be minimalist. Please never be disillusioned enough to think that any amount of money is worth risking your life.  LEOs along with soldiers are both highly underpaid and under appreciated.    Most LEO families that I  know are 2 income families just because well you can't make it off of one.  I am not sure who came up with that idea but they are so so SO wrong.




6)  Myth:

The dangers of the job don't phase you.

Truth:

I think this is one place I can speak for all spouses no matter what their LEO does.  The dangers of the job are always in your mind.  However if you dwell on it, you will in fact drive yourself crazy.  You  know that every time they walk out the door they are just one call away from possibly not coming home.  That is why when they leave for work, you need to always tell them you love them, just in case.  You learn to make the most of the time you have together.  LEO life and families learn that it is more about quality time than quantity time.  You learn what counts and what doesn't.  Yes, I worry.  Yes, there have been times I have been to worried to sleep.  Yes, we have been in restaurants and he has had to run out because of a chase and it scares the crap out of me.  More  than anything I know this is what he was meant to do and where he is suppose to be and that gives you a bit more peace of mind.




Thursday, March 7, 2013

The good, the bad and the cut finger

Hubs works in a small town, they have a small department. This is over all a good thing.  They have 1 shift officer on either working 530 am to 530 pm or vice verse, one split officer that works noon to midnight, and the Sgt works 8-2 or 8-7 depending on if it is his day to pick up kids or not (that would be hubs) and the Chief.  The last two are Monday to Friday guys unless the poo hits the fan.  Then there is the secretary, let me just say that this lady is a SAINT.  She and I have gotten to be really good friends over the last 9 years.  We talk daily.  We have kids at the same school that play on the same baseball team, and are just generally a lot a like. 

I get a text from her earlier this week telling me hubs had cut his finger and it had been bleeding for about 10 minutes and just would not stop.  Now let me just say, 1) I am a worst case scenario type of person when it comes to accident or injuries 2) I work 30 minutes from him so I can't just swing by and check on him and 3) he is stubborn-his finger could have been have hanging half off and he wouldn't have done much more than apply pressure and use skin glue. 

I of course start worrying, and finally I get word from hubs that he is ok, and he of course sends me a picture (I am a mom of boys so no I am not squeamish) and thankfully it is not bad.  It does however make you realize that the only reason your husband ever goes to have stitches or staples is because you make him.

We are all aware that there are dangers int he job, however you don't ever think one of those dangers will be your own pocket knife.


Thursday, February 21, 2013

Welcome to my world

We were laying in bed the other night, going over the week ahead and Hubs looks at me and says "How do you do it?"  Of course I was clueless as to what he meant so I ask.  He said "How do you get used to only having Saturday and Sunday to do stuff?"  That is when I impart words of wisdom on him that every man should remember...I do what I can and leave the rest and dare someone to fuss because it's not exactly how they want it.  If you think something else needs to be done or done differently, do it yourself.  I think I kind of shocked him.

I do believe dear Hubs is finally seeing that all these years of me working Monday to Friday is not nearly as easy as he thought it was.  That made me feel a lot better.  All the years of being a married single parent, having little time together as a family was not nearly as easy as he thought. 

I must say as much as I am liking all these new changes I think this is the best one of all. 

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Valentine's Day

We are not romantic people.  After being together 12 years and married almost 10 years, throw in 2 kids and just life in general we seriously fail in the romance department.  So I thought with today being Valentine's Day I figured I would make the effort to actually do something today.

 I worked hard to keep his stuff a surprise, after all he is a detective and can usually tell when I am up to something.  I called the secretary at the  PD and asked if she would help me sneak his stuff in so that it was on his desk when he gets in to the office.  In his little goody bag is a ton of Hershey kisses and Hershey bars, chewing gum, 3 cans of Copenhagen (again yes we are southern, he dips, that is the dip he only buys on special occasions cause well it's expensive), and after a trip to a local bakery a personal pineapple upside down cake, 2 lip shaped cookies, and oatmeal sandwich cookies.

  My favorite part of the bag though was the framed picture of our family for his desk, and the cards-one from me, one from the kids.  My card was mushy and sweet and had a little note to go with the money I put in there.  The little note said, since I can't eat lunch with you today, lunch is on me :).

Hopefully he enjoys his little goodies today, and maybe he will bring some chocolate home and share. :)