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#policewifelife

So I have some uber good news to share with you guys. Yesterday Mr Point Five was accepted in the Sergeants Pool for WAPOL (Western Australian Police). I know that term is kinda obtuse so I will explain what it means. How Police promotion works in WAPOL  is that some ranks are time based, such as becoming a First Class Constable after five years of service (hubby’s current rank) and a Senior Constable after nine. After Senior Constable there is the rank of Sergeant.  A First Class Constable or a Senior Constable can apply for Sergeant. This annual promotion is achieved through putting in...
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I want a pink one so badly it hurts.

Today is Thursday. This means I have 4 days to contemplate a family of five before starting another cycle. Then there are three more cycles before my 40th birthday which for some reason is when the deadline in my head is to stop contemplating it any further and just accept we are complete as a family of four. And we are complete. At least I thought so. I would have driven hubby down to get the snip myself a few months ago I was so sure. Having been an only child myself, I was always set on the idea...
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Rising Five

This Little BIG Boy….. This is G Man who is rising five. Over the past few weeks it seems he has grown so much, it makes my heart swell with pride. But lately, every time we call him our little boy, little angel, little guy, little lamb in conversation, he immediately corrects us with “I’m not little, I’m a BIG BOY. Every. Single. Time. Doesn’t miss a beat. This coming from my sweet baby, who still needs a band-aid for a sore finger breaks my heart. When did he get so big and how does he know, just now, that he...
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I had a person….

I had a person.  A Christina to my Meredith.  We were both only children and yet we were each others sister. We had known each other since my Dad accosted her on my first day of High School at the train station. She was wearing my school uniform and my Dad asked her if she would “take me to school”. She had been riding the rails solo for many years and Im not sure what she thought of me needing an escort. Even though she was still in Junior School and it was my first year in High School, she showed...
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