Tagged with recovery

Playing in the snow

Playing in the snow

It has been a crazy week here in “Oz”. We got more than nine inches of snow on Wednesday night into Thursday morning and more Thursday afternoon. It closed our campus for Thursday and Friday. And that meant this new momma who grew up in North Dakota got to take her little one to play … Continue reading

Six months later

It has been six months since my first blog post. No, this will not be a confession of any kind. But it will be a chance to reflect on how different things are for my husband, the Little Guy and me. On August 5, when I started this blog, I was awaiting surgery to repair … Continue reading

Sleep, where are you?

Ever sense my first real EMDR appointment last week, I haven’t been sleeping well. I’m not having nightmares, I just can’t STOP until around 1 a.m. And I have no clue if the therapy and this problem are related. Like the Little Guy, I have always been a good sleeper. Once I’m out, I’m out. … Continue reading

Happy Birthday

It’s just after midnight on my son’s first birthday. I should be overwhelmed with joy right now. Instead, part of me wishes I could throw a plate through a window. I’m angry. I’m sad. And I’m weak right now. I’m angry because I feel like I got cheated out of the first nearly 10 months … Continue reading

I will never forget

I will never forget

Because of her, I will never forget that I am awesome! Do you remember how great it felt to get mail when you were 9? Before you got bills and surveys and credit card applications. Remember what it felt like to get a birthday card or the once in a blue moon post card. I … Continue reading

Timing is EVERYTHING

This week my family has proved the adage that timing is everything. The day after my final physical therapy appointment the tables turned. Fewer than 24 hours after my final appointment I became the “healthy” one and my husband became the one with a mobility challenge. I sustained a separated pelvis during childbirth in January … Continue reading

“Ignorance is bliss”

The last few days have given me a new appreciation of the phrase “ignorance is bliss.” The phrase used to make my skin crawl. Anytime I heard it I couldn’t help but think “No. Ignorance means you don’t care enough about yourself or others to learn the truth.” But Sunday, Monday and today have taught … Continue reading

The letter

This weekend, before my husband left for a four day road trip, I wrote the letter I’d been dreading. I put it off for months because of all of the emotions wrapped up in it and my need to be constructive. I dreaded writing it because I thought it would take me all day to … Continue reading

Still breathing

I had another Guess what! moment today. I held a plank for a minute on each side. I hadn’t made it that far at home, but Amy said “I bet you can do a minute” and she was right. She talked to me the whole time so I couldn’t hold my breath. That’s a great … Continue reading