One to many..

I am awoken this morning at about ten past 6 to the usual murmurs of my daughter that eventually turn into a frustrated whinge or if she could talk 'GET ME THE HELL OUT OF THIS COT WOMAN'.  Im waiting patiently for the day when i get a gorgeous sound of a little angelic voice calling out for her Mumma.  After letting her go for about 5 minutes i decide to drag my butt out of bed and go to her aid and begin our usual adventurous day.  

As i walk into her room i'm over powered by the smell of vomit leaching from every corner and inch of her room.  I rush and pick her up only to find she seemed fine, other then the fact her hair was stiff as cardboard and layered with chunky bits of pasta from last nights attempt at dinner.  I turn on the light and realise that she had slept the whole night in her own pool of vomit.

I call for my husband to carry out the usual morning routine of bottle and breakfast while i attempt to salvage and save her teddy's from sure death by vomit smell.  Last night she didn't wake up, she didn't cry, she didn't even make a hint of any sort that she had been sick.  I just thought she was actually deciding to have a good nights sleep.... with out the vomit.

After the beginning to our morning i decide to declare today to be already a disastrous day and begin to tread carefully and watch out for any other mishaps or miseries.  

Another thing happened this morning that had a huge impact on not only me but the rest of Australia.  While watching my favourite morning show 'Sunrise' we had breaking news come through of yet another Soldier killed in action during a fire fight in Afghanistan.  As a wife to a soldier and an ex-soldier myself no words can express the sadness and sorrow we feel for the friends and family of the fallen.  

My husband and i are both very lucky to have never been deployed overseas and i thank God i never will.  As for my husband he is preparing to go next year, something i am still coming to terms with and terrified about the thought of him being anywhere near such a messed up place.

A million tears will fall for 1 fallen soldier and a million hearts broken for one beating heart that has stopped.  Forever they will be known as a hero to their nation and forever known as a brave soul who fought for peace and love between all.  To the children who lost their father, the wife that lost their lover and best friend and a mother and father who lost their son who they raised to be such a brave and significant person.. we love you and give you a piece of our hearts and cry tears in remembrance and say a prayer for those who are suffering and those who are still on this mission and please come home safely.

They give their lives for their country and as a country we give them our respect.  Least we forget.