I'm often asked what it is like to be a "Police Wife"
Though it is great, it is challenging. I do not think others understand what really goes on in this life.
I wake up to the sound of Michaels' phone alarm; 4am sharp and as soon as I hear that alarm, I pray. I pray that God watches over everyone on his shift and most importantly him. I constantly wait by my phone for just a text saying "Hello", because with that text I know he is safe. There is no such thing as an 8 hour day, although I wish there were. Sometimes a 12 hour shift can turn into a 20 hour shift. A simple traffic stop can turn into a drug bust, another officer can need backup or simply you are just stuck doing reports (BOO)
Sometimes I will spend all day in the kitchen cooking a nice dinner for the family, when I'm usually just eating alone, and putting his in the fridge. I often have to put the kids to bed myself, and try to explain to them how much daddy loves them and that he's working so we can sleep safe tonight. Making plans and having a "date night" is never something you should do because more often than not, he gets a late call or is stuck on a call and things just end up not going the way you have planned. I am grateful to be able to keep him awake long enough when he gets home at night to be able to talk to him. and you will learn not to take it personally when even at your best, you can not compete with exhaustion.
Holidays and special occasions just have to be worked around and pushed onto a different day. Driving in the car together turns into a game, spotting the cars he would pull over and what for.
You will learn to laugh at things you could never even imagine. Like hearing about a prostitute on her period bleeding in his patrol car. Or just really anything he encounters during his long 12 hour shift.I have found a way to block out the news while he is on shift, so I don't find myself worrying all day.
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