My idea of women on the front line, was & still is - we wives who are left at home to run the family. There is a saying "if the military wanted you to have a family, they would have issued you with one". I watched my mother change belts on broken vacuum cleaners, fix washers on dripping taps, pump or replace flat tyres on bikes or cars & clear the roof gutters (she didn't like heights). Mum set a great example of how to "mend & make do", never complained & invested in her husband's career. No wonder i cruised into the role of military wife so easily.
Is my son the only boy on earth who doesn't have a single piece of Lego, puzzle or stray sock under his bed??