When Greg and I found out we were pregnant, I in graduate school and he working and waiting for a military waiver, we could have never imagined the life we are leading. I would have laughed if someone would have told me that 6 years later I’d be spending my days homeschooling, doula-ing and washing flight suits.
yet. . .
That’s a good portion of my day, but the moments are infused with so much more than that and opportunities appear everywhere if you’re willing to say YES! Many of our followers probably believe that the concept of world schooling our kids was a recent and rash decision, but it was not.
Some people have financial based prenuptials, but Greg and I’s was of a different nature. When Greg proposed I was very forthcoming in what I wanted for my life. I have been a travel junky for as long as I can remember, I got degrees in subjects that encouraged exotic travel, so the idea of marrying a military man and having a brood of military babies and being all domestic was not on my agenda.
“Every time you leave the country I am too.”
With a chuckle and nod he agreed and I have held him to it. This is where it started folks. Pre-babies, pre-four moves, pre-homeschooling, pre-hippie, pre-mother marine corps, pre-homebirths. It started here. This is what this blog is about. My mainstream husband marrying a gypsy and living both lives simultaneously with as much Grace as we can muster. All while raising three young boys to be the truest version of themselves. The blog of our daily adventure driven, slightly domesticated, lives starts here.