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Category: Solo Parenting

Surviving a 24: 6 Tips to Get Through your Husband’s 24 Hour Shift

My husband is the hardest worker I know. I don’t anyone else who is as diligent, thorough, and hard-working as him. He works hard at home with the kids and on many odd projects, but he also works incredibly hard at work.
 
For the last three years, he has worked at the fire department – and his shifts are 24 hours long.
 
Yes, twenty-four.

Dealing With Depression When You’re Parenting Alone

Today, I want to address something that I think a lot of people struggle with on some level: Depression.

Maybe it’s situational, maybe it’s hormone-related, maybe it’s something you struggle with all the time, but at one point or another, it hits everyone.

I personally struggle with it a lot, typically every few months.

It starts with little stresses getting under my skin, especially stress about money.  Then life starts getting overwhelming, and, even though I’m a fairly optimistic person, I just feel like I slow down.  Everything feels a little harder to do, and all the things I usually like doing seem far less interesting.

4 Things To Know About Being a New Mom And A Police Wife

I heard this quote once that, if you want to make God laugh, all you have to do is tell him your plans.  I feel like this is doubly true when you’re married to a first responder or a member of the military.

I was due with our son in late February.  I thought for sure I’d go into labor early, because my mom and sister both had their babies between 37-39 weeks.  By the time my due date rolled around, I was getting super antsy.

Then came March.  People would ask, “When are you due?” I’d grumble back, “Last month.”  I didn’t even go to church the last few weeks because I didn’t think I could take one more person asking “Where’s the baby?”

One reason I was getting so antsy is that my husband was due to have mandatory firearms training starting the middle of March.  I wanted so badly for him to be able to take some time off with me and the baby, but that wasn’t an option with the training.  It only happened once a year, and if he missed it, because he was in his probationary period, he could risk losing his job.

At the same time, I didn’t feel right about being induced. It just didn’t feel like the right decision for me.

So, I waited.