Railroad Wife, Railroad Life

As a fun way to see Savannah's aging I posted a picture of her last St Patricks Day and a picture of her this St. Patricks Day side by side.  She's changed so much and is no longer a baby.  She doesn't even look like a toddler anymore.  She looks like a little girl.   Yesterday my husband got a call from Toys-R-Us that the bed rails we ordered for Savannah's bed had come in.  So last night we spent the evening hours converting her bed from a crib to a full size bed.  We didn't want to waste money on the toddler bed rails when ultimately she would move to a full size bed anyway.  We didn't use the box spring and I put her crib mattress on the side of the bed just in case she fell out.  Plus we put the bed in the corner so she'd only have one side to worry about. Last night she slept like a champ.  She didn't even wake up until Daddy decided to play photographer and go into her room early this morning.  She was out cold until his phone went off.  Lu

Today while scrolling through my newsfeed on Facebook, I noticed that today was National Railroad Day.  This generated a sense of pride in myself because I am proud to be a Railroader's wife.  My husband has been working for CSX for almost 8 years.  As my first blog entry, I'll give you an insight into how we got to where we are today. I met him just before he graduated college and began dating him just after he started working for CSX.  He was one of those lucky people who was accepted into the Management Trainee Program with the company just before graduating college.  The first year and a half of our relationship was long distance as I was finishing up my schooling at the University of Kentucky and he'd taken his first position out of the Management Trainee program as a Trainmaster in Fredericksburg, VA.  It was an 8 hour drive between us, and I drove it a lot.  Many times I'd get off work on a Friday night, stop to fill up for gas, Stacker 2's, and a Dr. Peppe