A glimpse of normal

A little over 3 weeks out of surgery and I am finally starting to feel somewhat normal, kind of anyway. I have full mobility of both arms but if I were to do too much with them I grow tired very quickly. The boobs are still very sore. Thankfully the weeping has stopped. That does make me feel better if for nothing more than mentally happy. My abdomen is a bit tight. The incision itself continues to heal wonderfully except for a small section in the front. I had a mishap with my pants where I pulled them up or down a little harshly and hit a scab…now it just continues to get irritated. I just need to be more careful I guess.

My energy level is improving but if I do too much everything starts to ache pretty quickly. A little more each day I guess. The girls and I went out for a walk again this morning. The weather is beautiful today high 70’s not too humid. They rode their bikes while I walked. We made it around half the neighborhood…like 10 times the size of the walk we did the other day. I am extremely sore but it is a good sore and I took a pill. I think well worth it for all of us. The girls got some good exercise out in the fresh air and for the first time in weeks I felt human walking around my neighborhood! I will definitely need a nap today! 🙂

Now the girls are in the pool for an hour before lunch..only an hour because that is about all I can handle watching them. Better than nothing. I harvested some cherry tomatoes from our now thriving garden. Now I am sitting…I am wiped out. It is nice seeing the girls being active kids today instead of just sitting around with me! I grabbed the camera because it was good to get a few pics..see what the beginning of normal looks like.

One week until the next doctor’s appointment. I look forward to it actually because I think we will be discussing when we will be ready for the final phase. I can’t wait!

For now..time for a nap!

Motherhood

The worst thing about just sitting around with nothing but time are the thoughts that just continue to swirl through my head. I have mentioned my mother several times in this blog. Although I loved her very much, I have tried to be a very different mother to my children than she was to us. She was a single parent from the time that I was a baby. I know it was not easy for her.

Growing up I don’t really ever remember hearing the words “I love you”. I know that she loved me and I loved her. But it is nice to hear the words right? I remember when Megan was born. I was so thrilled. See I was a career girl and was never going to have children, that is until I had Megan and resigned from my career :-). I could not have loved her anymore. I just loved to hold her, hug her and kiss her. I used to just sit and kiss her head…even told her tiny little body that there would be a million kisses up there by the time she was one. I also made her a promise that a day would not pass when I would not tell her how much I loved her! The same held true when Madison was born and as they have both gotten a little older I encourage them to talk to us and ask questions. This is often very interesting as other also find. Out of the blue whatever is on Madison’s mind comes out…sometimes a little awkward but the only way to learn.

By no means am I a push over quit the countrary I am actually very strict. But I do not want my girls to be afraid of anything and I do not want them to ever feel that they missed out!

3weeks post op, the internet and Johnny Cash

I am actually a little sore from my walk yesterday. Amazing. It is getting really hot again. I made the girls get dressed early so we could get a little walk in again today. Not nearly as long as yesterday but something. Then I sat while they played on their bikes and scooters for a little while. Good for them to get out. It sure was hot though! Wonder if a little elliptical would be allowed? That would be great is I fell off I would have to lay there until Frank got home from work. I am thinking that since stairs are not the most comfortable thing for me I should probably not attempt the elliptical.

SO Random subject change but I love the internet. I could really become one of those people who never leaves the house. I have been doing my shopping via the internet since before it was cool. Now that it has grown so, you can buy just about everything and for the most part even cheaper than you can find it in the store. Over the last 2 days I have ordered Megan’s birthday present, some clothes for both girls, new cordless phones and some dry goods i.e. cereal, tuna etc. I also ordered most of the school supply list for Megan since I am not sure when I will be allowed to drive. If I could only find someone who could get milk and items like that to me fresh I may never leave the house. After watching the news this weekend about those poor people who just wanted to see the Batman movie, why would you ever want to go out?

What is great about the internet is your ability to compare prices and see reviews from real people. My first rule is I never order from anyone who charges shipping! Most sites offer free ship over $25 or even a flat rate of like $5 no matter amount spent. Anything over that is a NO. You can also search for a web code for many sites that you can add-on top of that. Staples is awesome because if you have their card you can recycle ink carts for $2 per up to 20 a month and gain rewards which you can redeem on-line. Megan’s entire box of school supplies cost us like $20. And they bring it right to my door Gotta love internet shopping.

Alright, enough of my internet market campaign.

So I know that several of the blogs I have seen post pics of the actual healing process. I am not comfortable with that…hell if I were to post the before I think people may actually run in fear. Due to the weeping I have had over the last few days I have gone with the Johnny Cash look then I do not need to worry about the girls getting concerned. Thankfully, the weeping does seem to have stopped for now. Fingers crossed that it stays that way. This is a shot from 2 days ago. Not exactly off the cover of vogue but progress! This was the best I could do in the way of comparison because of course I never take pictures of myself.