Mother’s Day, Greg’s Birthday, and Weekend Reflections and Intentions 05.20.2018

Happy Mother’s Day, one week late! I kept meaning to write a post immediately after the big day, but I never had the chance. It was a busy week! Really busy. I feel like I’m back to doing about 80% of the things I used to do before my broken ankle. And that last 20% are all the things I did to take care of Annie out of the house. Day by day, things continue to get better. It’s hard to see that after a really rough and pain filled day, but honestly – compared to how much pain I was in walking around the antique mall last week to how easily and pain free I was doing a ton of stuff around the house yesterday, just a week later? It’s a pretty significant difference. So I’m getting there. Tomorrow marks 12 weeks since that dreaded day.

Anyway, Mother’s Day turned out to be a pretty great day! I’m the kind of person who always has a lot of expectations for important events and inevitably is disappointed. But I can genuinely say this year that it was fantastic! The boys were in good moods all day, no ridiculous fights arose, the weather was decent albeit a bit chilly, and everyone was just happy!

I woke up early because I’m back to doing that on a regular basis. I took a shower and then went back to bed to laze around for a few hours. The boys brought my breakfast in bed – the morning bun I bought at the farmer’s market the day before. So delish!

I opened my presents next. I love presents! I got this beautiful “diamond” bracelet. I had one when I was a kid that my grandma gave me and thought was the best bracelet in the world. I’ve been wanting one as an adult for awhile now. Love it!

Always one for practical gift giving, I also got a PopSocket for my phone, accompanying mount to use it in the car, and a drain cover for baths. I’m not much of a bath person, but it does really help when my legs are super achy, so I’m trying to get more into it.

A new water bottle.

And a bird bath! We put it out in the front yard the next day, in the middle of this random patch of hostas we have next to the driveway. I’ll have to try and take a picture of it soon, to see it outside. I really like it! And Greg picked this one because it’s my favorite color and looks antiqued.

I got ready and then we went for our annual mother sons photo shoot outside. I can’t believe how horrible my hair looks in these pictures, after just curling it. Greg takes the least flattering photos of me ever. πŸ˜› At least the boys were smiling, even though they were being silly!

Shepard kept running away from me to do this…

Caught him!

I ventured into the backyard to see my Mother’s Day gift from Annie! It’s in the far back of our property, but it’s the only shrub I can see from the house and I love the pop of color! Hopefully it survives. We haven’t had a lot of luck with anything we plant back there.

Next we dropped Annie off at my parents’ and then went to Greg’s parents’ for their big Mother’s Day party. Shepard gave me another gift that he made at their house. I love the little ladybug!

It was little colder than we would have liked, but most of us spent the day outside. The boys were having the greatest time with their second (or whatever the technical term is) cousins.

Shepard and Jeremiah were having a blast playing with this toad they found.

A little too much fun. They weren’t very happy with me when I insisted they had to put the toad back and leave the poor thing alone! We went to a store later and when we came back the toad was in a box in the house, so you see how well they listened to that!

Annual photo of all the moms in attendance.

Cindy gave me some presents too! I’ve been wanting some new sheets forever and it’s hard to justify ever spending money on them yourself. Both of these devotionals also came out recently and look great!

Trying to get a nice Grandma and grandson photo, but they just wanted to stick their butts out for the picture. Always so cooperative!

Most of the women and girl children went to one of our favorite stores, Twisted Sister to check out what’s in stock. Then we came back home to say our goodbyes. Had to get a quick mother son photo.

Next, we headed back over to my parents’ house. This is one of the gifts we gave her. I love it!

Getting a mother daughter pic in right away so we didn’t have to worry about it later. πŸ™‚

We spent a lot of time just hanging around and then we had a big dinner. My mom had steak and mushrooms, which is what she requested. I had this spicy chicken and sweet potatoes. They were so delicious!! Everything is always delicious over there.

Trying to get a nice photo and it went about the same way as the rest of the day. At least Gracie was looking at the camera!

More presents. The boys made each Grandma a fill in the blank book about why they love them. Some of their answers are pretty hilarious.

At the end of the night, we started transitioning into Greg’s birthday so he was able to open some presents too.

He got a couple of cords and stuff that nobody really knew what it was, except it was on his wish list. And some desperately needed new sandals.

Annie was so tired after spending the day running around Grandma’s yard! I was pretty exhausted too. But it was a really fun day!

Moving on to Monday! Greg’s 34th birthday. He went into work, so it was just a regular day at home for me. We had a mountain of laundry, so I decided it was about time I get back to doing that. I’ve been putting loads in here and there the last few weeks, but I haven’t folded or put clothes away since the BA (broken ankle). It took me FOUR HOURS to get everything folded. Obviously there were a few breaks in between waiting for loads to finish, but it basically took me the majority of my day. I was proud of myself for doing it. But also really discouraged with just how slow I am in general. Everything takes me so long.

Greg came home and it was time for birthday fun!

Of course we immediately opened presents. His main gift was a new toaster oven. It’s like his favorite cooking appliance and he uses it for literally everything, and our old one was not in the best shape. (It was a birthday gift he gave me years ago, so I decided I’d give him a nice practical kitchen appliance right on back!)

Most gifts were practical this year because he kept saying he didn’t want anything and I knew he couldn’t complain about something useful. But I did get him one thing from his list I knew he really wanted.

It’s a print from his favorite book. Don’t ask me what book, because I have no idea.

Jumbo beef jerky from Annie. We also gave me a set of pans that fit the toaster oven, a chainmail type thing that cleans cast iron pans, an instant temperature reader, a gutter scooper, a box of Buffalo Wild Wing Sauces, and some fancy dark chocolate.

Birthday picture!

He requested Day One Pizza for his birthday dinner. Easy for me!

We had peanut butter bars for dessert. After dinner we went for a short walk and set up the bird bath and front porch plants outside.

They played Minecraft the rest of the evening. (Isn’t Annie cute?!) It wasn’t anything fancy or spectacular, but I think Greg had a pretty good birthday.

Tuesday was another personal success day for me. I decided to attempt Woodman’s (a huge grocery store) by myself! It’s the first time I’ve been there at all since the BA. And I did it! I was quite proud of myself. I didn’t even feel like I was dying by the end. I celebrated by going to Barnes and Noble next and spending over an hour browsing the entire store. I think I might have even been able to handle a third errand, but knew I needed to conserve energy for carrying all the groceries in and putting them away. That was probably the most difficult task. After I got home, did all that, and ate lunch, I took a nap. There went day two of the week of not doing any actual sewing work. I was starting to get a bit frustrated by that point. I know that moving around and getting back into the swing of my regular life is what’s going to make my ankle heal the fastest. I’m not going to get stronger if I’m just sitting at my work table all day. So it’s great I’m getting better and stronger and more capable every day. But it stinks that I’m getting very little actual WORK done.

Wednesday I forced myself to sit down and work all day. And then in the evening we went out for a birthday dinner with Greg’s parents. He picked Mod Pizza (and Caden always gets a sub at Potbelly next door because he still refuses to eat cheese). We went to Culver’s for ice cream next. And then the school greenhouse to get some plants. Then back home to open presents.

It was a nice night, but I was getting pretty crabby by the end of it. Just so frustrated with myself, irritated with the boys, stressed about school about to end and not feeling ready for summer. I’ve been pushing myself so hard with very little actual breaks. I don’t feel mentally capable of dealing with my kids all day every day. I don’t know how long it’s going to take me to feel physically ready to whisk them away on long day trips – the only thing that makes summer fun to me. I didn’t make nearly enough dolls this spring to justify slowing down in summer, the way I usually do. I don’t know if I should use these very few remaining days of school to bask in the silence of being home alone – or trying to hit up as many of my favorite stores and places as possible since I haven’t been able to do that for months and it’ll be really hard (and not any fun) to do them with kids. I’m also just lamenting that our anniversary vacation this year is a whopping day and a half long and I wish we could do more. I also kind of wish we could have a family vacation just the four of us since it’s been years, but I’m not sure that can happen either. Anyway, my brain was just blowing up and I NEEDED a break. So I actually did the responsible thing and bowed out of tv time, went to my room, lit a candle, and spent two blessed hours just reading before going to bed. I need to learn how to do that more often.

Thursday morning I had PT. Worked on a lot of balancing exercises. She still thinks I’m on track with everything. We cancelled my next appointment, so the next time I come I will hopefully be in shoes!

Thursday was another work day, but I also spent a lot of time cleaning. I had my second craft night in the evening. Three people came this month! It was a lot of fun! I’m not sure my work table could really handle more than four people with spread out projects, so that was a good number. It was really great to catch up with a few friends, plus get a whole lot of work done in the process.

On Friday morning, Greg and I went to a big church garage sale. I’m glad he offered to drive me because I definitely ended up getting more than I could carry. All this, plus a bookcase! I put it under my favorite book shelves, right next to where we hope to someday have a big cozy chair. My book situation is a bit out of control and I always want more, so now I have more space to put them all. πŸ™‚

The rest of Friday was spent working. I finished up my first batch of patriotic dolls. I meant to make a lot of progress on my next batch, but….slow. I’m so slow.

Saturday was a pretty lazy day too. I didn’t do a whole lot and then in the evening Greg took the boys to a birthday party at the skating rink. They had a BLAST. Way more fun than any of the times I’ve ever taken them! It was nice to see how many pictures caught them with full smiles. I planned on having sort of a pampering evening to myself, but ended up sitting at my computer working on updating Goodreads and trying to organize my kindle. It’s a bit of a massive project I’ve been working on for a few weeks. It’ll be so awesome once everything is up to date and better organized, though.

And that bring us to this week! Sunday intentions. I guess my biggest goal is to just chill out and enjoy life as it comes. I actually think I’ve been doing a pretty great job of that – until this last week when I started letting myself get stressed out again. I just want to be happy with who I am, what I do during the day, and not feel any regret. I want to LIVE my life, and not just be down on myself for not doing everything on my lists. I gave myself a lot of necessary leeway these last few months, and it’s hard to still keep that perspective when I know I can be doing more.

The biggest thing on the calendar this week is my 12 week post op appointment on Wednesday. This is the big one because he tells me if I can ditch my boot! Something I’m equally excited about and terrified of. I hate wearing the boot. I also hate having to wear a shoe on my other foot at all times so I don’t destroy my back. Technically, I’m not supposed to ever be walking without it, though the last few weeks I kind of go barefoot, with a crutch, every night and morning. And in the last few days, barefoot without a crutch across rooms, occasionally. And I’m so unsteady. I’m scared to death I’m going to break it again. My goal these last few days have been to never use the crutch in the house (except when barefoot) and I’ve been doing great with it. But I went outside yesterday to try and plant some peppers and was just frozen in fear. There are tripping hazards in every direction. Wood chips, rocks, uneven surfaces, kid toys, slippery patches. Everything has the power to knock me down and start this process all over again. It’s really so scary!

I’m also just worried about what life will look like after the boot is gone. It feels so much like come Wednesday, my time is up. I’m supposed to be better. I will no longer have that very visual reminder to anyone who sees me that I have a bit of a handicap right now. I have no more excuses for not doing certain things. And I’m not ready. I’m SO not ready. If I’m scared to death to walk outside in my boot without a crutch, how am I going to be able to do it in shoes?! All of these hazards aren’t going to disappear in four days. How long will it still be before I can take Annie out to go to the bathroom every day? How long until I can take her to the dog park? Will I be able to walk my kids to and/or from school before the school year is up? Will I be able to do it by the time summer school starts in a few weeks? The only thing I’m confident and super excited about is being able to get in my car, drive, and get out – without all the annoying boot to shoe to boot changes! That’s really the main thing that’s stopped me from running a whole lot of errands this week. But once I’m just in shoes – watch out, world!

Anyway, that’s the main thing this week. It’s still pretty busy with working and end of school year things. Caden has another therapy appointment, I have another PT. The boys have big field trips planned. We have tentative plans for Saturday morning and a dinner and movie double date night planned for Saturday evening with Timmy and Brittany. And our anniversary trip is coming up on Memorial Day. I’m sure the week will just fly by! Hopefully I’ll be back before next Saturday to give you an update on the boot. πŸ™‚

Have a good week!

Saturday Reflections 05.12.2018

Hello! I’m going to try and keep this relatively brief tonight (ha!) because I really pushed my physical limitations today and am dead tired and super sore. But – worth it.

It’s been an okay week. To be honest, it’s been a bit of a letdown after how excited I was with my improvements last week. This week my body hasn’t shown me much progress. I’ve been sore, exhausted, and back to almost daily meltdowns over something or other. This whole recovery process is so long and so trying. It’s hard to stay positive when my legs are screaming in pain. But on the bright side, I realized about an hour ago that I had been FWB around the house the entire afternoon and didn’t even notice or remember where I had left my crutch. My goal is to consistently be walking without my crutch by my next PT on Thursday. I’m not super optimistic about reaching that goal, but I’m going to try.

Anyway! Last Sunday was actually a really fun family day. If you’ll remember, we were having basement water issues on Friday and Saturday and I was a little bummed I couldn’t ask to do any of the outings I was hoping for. But we made up for it on Sunday. First stop was a local greenhouse to pick out a few flowers and herbs. We took down our real garden this year and I’m just planning to keep a few pots of my favorites. We also stopped at Shopko to look at the gardening center. Then we swung by Burger King to get a ton of super cheap nuggets for a silly lunch.

After a rest (for me), we went to the dog park and then swung by Culver’s to use some free ice cream tokens to get custard for dinner. We were super healthy that day. πŸ™‚ But hey, it was memorable and it was fun! And everyone was happy! That NEVER happens on weekends.

On Monday, I decided I needed to start giving myself some daily driving and outing challenges. I started with going to Pick n Save for a couple of groceries. I survived! And was quite proud of myself! I was feeling pretty great that day, actually. I had a late afternoon PT session and expected to be so exhausted, but I was really powering through it. My therapist decided I was doing so well I didn’t need to come back for another ten days. Of course that’s with the implication I’d keep doing all my exercises at home, which I’m not so great about following through on…

On Tuesday, there was a last minute cancellation with a therapist we wanted to try out with Caden, so we rushed over there. It was mostly just an information intake session, but it felt really promising. At least a lot more promising than the last therapist we tried and I couldn’t stand. I won’t go into all the details, but things have been rough with him lately. More so than ever. We’re hoping finding him a therapist that he can relate to might start helping him manage all of his really big emotions in a healthier way. None of us want to continue on the way things have been lately.

My physical challenge for Tuesday was going to a thrift store. Again, I survived! I’m so sure one of these times I’m at least going to trip over something and hurt myself, but so far so good!

I feel like work has been more of a footnote in my life again, which maybe isn’t such a bad thing. I’m certainly keeping very busy with everything else. But fitting in sewing here and there and wherever I can. I actually made quite a few dolls this week, but they were all custom orders, my giveaway winner doll, and these dolls I made for the boys’ teachers. I’m getting pretty antsy to start on patriotic dolls, but I just didn’t have time to start them yet. Next week.

I was in a ton of pain on Wednesday and feeling hopeless about a full recovery ever happening. But I gave myself a pep talk and decided that pain filled or not, I AM going to keep doing what I want to do. I WILL get through it. So on Thursday I stuck with my original plan of going to Target all by myself! That was my first time driving out of Columbus, though it ended up being fine. Highway driving is much easier on my ankle than all the starting and stopping in town. I felt like I was going at a turtle’s pace through Target, but it felt so liberating to finally run errands by myself again. I was hoping to get to Barnes and Noble, but Target didn’t have some of the ingredients I needed for today’s desserts, so I had to go to a grocery store instead. I never would have survived three stores in that trip, but maybe I can go next week. Anyway, I rewarded myself with some pretty flowers. And a Dairy Queen blizzard. πŸ™‚

Thursday night we had an at home date night. We went to the dog park. And ate leftovers. But it was a really nice night of just being together. I think in some ways breaking my ankle has been a bit of a blessing. Our family has spent so much more time together. I appreciate them more. I hide from the chaos of family life less. Greg understands all the random little things I’m responsible for that maybe went unnoticed until I couldn’t do them anymore. We’re a much more equal and understanding team now.

On Friday, Laura came over for a coffee date and we got to catch up. I deeply appreciate her efforts to keep our friendship alive despite my inability to leave the house much the last three months. I think most people have forgotten about me. Or, they certainly would if I wasn’t constantly posting instagram photos of my life. πŸ™‚

Friday night was the school carnival, which was actually rather enjoyable!

All of my walking exercises this week were to lead up to successfully going to the farmer’s market this morning. And we did it! The Dane County farmer’s market is one of my all time favorite things to do. It makes me so happy. And last year I started occasionally taking a kid with me and they loved it too. Even Caden! It’s been killing me that the markets started back up a month ago and I haven’t been physically capable of going yet. But I was bound and determined to make it happen today. We were all up by six and got there around seven. It was pretty chilly, keeping the crowds at bay. I didn’t get run over, trip over anybody, or need to stop and take a rest. I was sore by the end, but it was super worth it!

Greg and Shepard got gigantic cinnamon rolls for their breakfast treat. And Caden is just always fixated on getting spicy beef sticks. I’m always on the lookout for whatever strikes my fancy, but tend to gravitate toward morning buns. They’re just so dang delicious.

I had no intention of going to Gotham Bagels since I’m still irritated with how they treated me on multiple occasions last year. But Greg parked the car near there and offered to run ahead and stand in line to get me a bagel. As usual, it was DELICIOUS. But the wait for him to get two bagels with cream cheese was still ridiculously long. Like half an hour. Ridic.

We had to swing by a grocery store for Greg to run in for a few last minute things, and then we went through the Starbucks drive thru to get me a frappuccino. I’m all about the treats this weekend. It’s Mother’s Day! πŸ™‚

Realized when we got home that we didn’t buy a single item of produce. Not that there’s much of a selection at this time of year, but still. We got some tasty treats! I’m not sure how often we’d ever all go as a family again (Greg likes his sleeping in days too much!), but I genuinely had a good time. We all did. I didn’t even miss not having the ability to go by myself, the way I usually do the day before Mother’s Day.

The rest of the day has been jam packed with things to do. Wrapping gifts, cleaning up, and lots of baking! I made this strawberry cream pie for the in-law’s big party tomorrow. I usually make it every Easter, but wasn’t up for baking anything this year. It’s super easy, though, and soooo delicious.

I also made this chocolate raspberry cake that I’ve been desperately wanting to make for about a month now. This is the cake I wanted to make for my five year doll anniversary last week, but decided would be too much work. And it definitely was a lot of work. Not HARD, just time consuming. I think it’ll taste great, though. I can’t wait until tomorrow! I also still need to make a butterscotch sauce to go with a bread pudding my mom is making for dessert at their house. I’m pretty sure I won’t be making it until morning. So tired.

One last thing I really wanted to do this week was walk around the antique mall. So even though I was still really sore from the farmer’s market, I asked Greg to drop me off there for awhile. He and the boys and Annie went to the park while I shopped. I’m not sure how long I was there, but I managed to get through the whole first floor (biggest antique mall in WI – so that’s a lot of area to walk!). I didn’t trip on any of the uneven floors or knock any glassware down with my crutch or basket. Came close many times! πŸ™‚ I wasn’t even sure I’d make it through without my legs giving out. But I did it! And found all kinds of great treasures. Sometimes I go there and can’t find a thing. This time I got lucky.

Back at home I took a nap to try and recover enough to finish up the desserts. Greg got Chinese food for dinner so I didn’t have to worry about making anything extra. And now I’m going to end the night with a bath! The week wasn’t the best overall, but today was great. I’m really excited for Mother’s Day tomorrow! And Greg’s birthday on Monday. Lots of fun days ahead!

Weekend Reflections and Intentions 05.06.2018

It has been quite a week! I’ve made so many strides toward full recovery and it’s been awesome! It’s also been a very pain filled week, but at least that pain is the result of getting better. My days of laying around in frustration and self pity are over!

Monday was my only plan free day, so I tried to get as much work done as possible. Annie got to go to the dog park with Harris again. The weather finally started warming up and we could open some windows! The cats are just as desperate for fresh air coming in as Annie. They shared the window for about five seconds and then Jack full on attacked Annie for getting too close.

Monday afternoon I took a two hour nap! It was crazy, but I woke up feeling SO rested. Sleep, especially at night, has been pretty rough the last few weeks. I don’t feel like it’s pain related, but it’s sure different from how it used to be. Greg wakes me up unintentionally every night when he comes to bed, and then it takes me forever to fall back to sleep. Then I usually wake up for good around four and have to try and lay in bed as long as my bladder will let me, because it’s basically guaranteed I’m going to at least wake Greg and Shepard up the minute I start making my way out of my room. I’ve taken to just crawling in the mornings since it makes less noise, but those dang creaky wooden floor boards always give me away!

On Tuesday, I finished up another batch of dolls to be released on my big sale day. More from my own pattern – I just love them so much! I should really start making more patterns ASAP. It’s pretty validating to create dolls ENTIRELY from my own inspirations, not even using another person’s pattern.

Tuesday I also had a physical therapy session filled with a lot of tough love. First my therapist questioned me on why I wasn’t driving yet because I really should be. I told her that I was waiting until I was FWB (full weight bearing) like the doctor said. She said that I basically was and I need to get out there and drive. Then we did all the usual stuff, pushing me to exhaustion. When she realized I was still using my knee scooter for a good portion of the day, she said I absolutely need to hide it away and never rely on it again. I also walked – FWB – for the first time while I was there! Only back and forth between the hand rails for maybe 60 feet. But I did it! It hurt like heck, but I did it. I really never thought this day would come. I left that day feeling proud of myself, but also very wary about the days ahead. But I was determined to follow her rules and stopped with the scooter cold turkey (at home) the rest of the day.

I did still use the scooter on Wednesday for the shopping day with my mom. There was no way I was ready at that point to walk through one store on my crutches, let alone three. But after that trip out, I haven’t used my scooter since! For the last three days, I’ve actually only used one crutch! And I’ve gone without crutches basically every time I’m in the kitchen or walking around my sewing room gathering supplies. I have a massive limp when I go without, which is wreaking havoc on my hip and back. But I’m getting pretty proficient with just the one! I haven’t tried leaving the house with only one crutch yet, but I think I could do it. That push from my therapist was really what I needed to force myself into a quicker recovery. It kind of amazes me how much progress I’ve made in just the last five days.

Back to the shopping day – it was so fun! We went to Hobby Lobby, Marshall’s, HyVee, and Buffalo Wild Wings for lunch. There were some random things I needed to get at each place and of course it’s been the first time at any of those stores in months. I’m very grateful to my mom for driving me around and lugging my scooter in and out of the car so many times!

Wednesday was a big night – I DROVE!!!!! It was one of our at home date nights. I really wanted to celebrate my doll making anniversary, but I was still too full from lunch. So I asked Greg to supervise me trying to drive again. We went to the school parking lot and I drove around a bunch of times. It was okay! A bit sore to switch pedals at first, but it got better. Once I was comfortable in the parking lot, I drove to the hospital, back home to get Annie, and then we drove to the dog park. I was quite proud of myself! It’s such a HUGE relief not to need to rely on anyone to take me to PT anymore. I can’t stand being a burden to people and asking for help like that. I think it’ll still be at least a few weeks before I can actually run errands and stuff on my own, but at least I now have this freedom, which is amazing. The only annoying thing is that I have to wear a shoe while I’m driving and put my boot back on to get out of the car. There aren’t going to be any quick running in and out of places for at least 2.5 more weeks when I hopefully get the okay to ditch the boot.

Case in point, it was raining on Thursday and the boys expected me to drive them to school since I can drive again. I said nope, here are some umbrellas! Way too much work, plus my boot would have been soaked, which is not good. If all goes well, by their last week or two of school I might finally be able to walk with them again.

Thursday was a really fun day! It was my five year anniversary of doll making, and I was bound and determined to make the day as special as possible for myself. I know some people might dismiss my career of choice as just a bizarre hobby with no real value. But I work extremely hard at it and am very proud of how far I’ve come in the last five years. No, it will never bring me the full time income that an actual job-job would. But it gives me so much freedom. It’s allowed me to find purpose in my life, while still being able to stay home with the boys. It lets me be creative every day, something I desperately need to be happy. And it’s fun! It’s so fun. πŸ™‚ I deserved a day of celebration!

To start the day off, I drew the giveaway winners and then created a 15% off coupon for that day only. I listed the 14 new dolls I’d been saving up and waited to see what would happen. I sold almost every single new doll that day! It was awesome! There’s nothing quite like the ca-ching my phone makes every time I make a sale! I had a PT appointment at 11 and drove myself there for the first time. Then I celebrated my anniversary and my ability to drive, by picking up lunch at Burger King on my way home. That’s when I had my first real predicament – trying to figure out how to get my cup of root beer up the stairs and into the house when I still need two crutches to get up stairs! But I managed. πŸ™‚ I just relaxed the rest of the day, started packing up all the orders which took forever, and then had a nice dinner followed by this little cake I picked up the day before. It was a really great day!

Friday was my catch up day. I basically spent the entire day at my computer working on all kinds of odds and ends. I needed to order more shippings supplies, including more business cards. Which then turned into hours redesigning my logo, business cards, etc. I had a Craft Night scheduled, but I ended up cancelling. I was just so physically beat and did not feel like sewing all night. It turned out to be a good night to cancel because we had yet another basement emergency. This time the back room was flooded. We never get water in the back room. Greg thinks it was the result of the gutters being full, so all the rain we got last week was coming down right next to the house and flooded the room. He spent hours and hours and hours Friday night and Saturday working on getting it cleaned up. Not fun for anybody.

Saturday was more of the same. There were a few things I wanted to do, but when the driver of the house is preoccupied with a bunch of his own projects, I have to go with the flow. I worked on my next batch of dolls and read a lot. Nothing terribly exciting.

It was such a beautiful day, so after dinner we took the cats outside for the first time in almost two years! Annie was out first and was going CRAZY, so we had to put her back in for awhile. The cats were having the time of their lives! Rory was pretty content to just lounge in the grass, though when nobody was looking he slipped his harness. Fortunately our neighbor was there and she grabbed him before he ran away. He had to go back in after that. Meanwhile, Jack walked Greg around the entire yard! He was loving his adventure. πŸ™‚ We all sat out on the porch with the neighbors and kids running around for the rest of the evening. Small town living at its best!

And that was the week! I’m feeling pretty great about my walking progress. I’m so excited about being able to drive again. The second place I’d really love to be able to drive to is the dog park. But Annie is so crazy excited when we get there, I don’t think I’m stable enough to hold on to her yet. πŸ™ Maybe next week.

Sunday Intentions

Looking ahead to this next week – things are starting to get busy! I have PT on Monday and Thursday. There’s a school carnival on Friday. I have a coffee date on Friday. It’s teacher appreciation week. I donated money instead of contributing food this year, but I still need to make the boys’ teachers some thank you dolls. I need to get Mother’s Day gifts organized too. Greg’s birthday is the day after, but I’m pretty set with him, just need to wrap a few more things. Every week this month gets progressively busier, so I really need to focus on getting better and better with walking. I hate that I broke my ankle, but I really broke it with like the most perfect timing. I was out for the two months of the year that seem to be the least busy. I’m starting to walk again just as life becomes exciting and crazy again.

My highest priority for the week is my own physical progress. My absolute favorite thing to do on Mother’s Day weekend is go to the farmer’s market and stock up on fun treats for breakfast. I don’t trust myself to go alone yet, mostly because I’m not going to be able to carry anything. But I think we’re all going to go – family farmer’s market trip for the first time ever. I want to really build up my stamina this week so I can make it around the square without feeling like I’m dying. That’s my biggest goal.

Otherwise, just work! I really want to get this current batch I’m working on done asap, so I can get back to dolls that will bring me in more money! I got a lot of new facebook likes last week and want to maintain that level of attention. Must stay focused!

And that’s about it! It looks like another beautiful day today, so I’m hoping we can get out of the house for a bit, bearing no future house disasters. Have a great week!

Weekend Reflections and Intentions 04.29.2018

Hello! It has been quite the busy week now that I’m back to working full time. Basically every spare minute has been spent preparing for my five year doll making anniversary this upcoming Thursday. It’s exciting, but also exhausting! I keep thinking about writing, but haven’t had any time to spare. I’m trying to fit it in now before the weekend is gone!

Monday was a big day. I had an 8am physical therapy session. It was a bit of a challenge getting everyone ready to leave the house so early. It takes me forever to get myself ready these days. But we made it! My friend dropped me off at the hospital and I had a very intense session. No slacking allowed with that therapist! She gave me additional exercises (which I’ve been very bad about doing) and made me repeat all the exercises over and over and over again. I was so wiped out by the end! In somewhat exciting news, I started walking with just one crutch. But only very small distances. Some days I can go back and forth across the house a couple of times and feel pretty much fine. Some days I can’t even make it across my (very small) kitchen. I hate how up and down it all is. If I’m better, shouldn’t I be better all the time?! I just want to walk on my own. I want to ditch my dumb crutches. Today my arms are so sore that I literally can’t even lift my right arm up without it snapping back down. I’m still relying on the scooter quite a bit because I NEED MY HANDS. But I’m trying to take a lot more small walks throughout the day with the crutches. It’s not fun.

Anyway! My mom picked me up from PT and took me shopping! It was my first time in Target in over two months! I’ve been ordering from every week or two for some essentials and snacks, but it was great being there in person. I splurged a bit on this travel coffee mug that has been AWESOME. I use it every day because I can actually carry my coffee around on my scooter without spilling it. I can also lay down on the couch and read with my coffee just leaning against me on the cushion. It’s amazing. πŸ™‚

We also went to Costco and had lunch at KFC. I was pretty tired by the time we got back home, but it was definitely worth it. I miss shopping so much. I miss browsing stores without an intense agenda.

Tuesday I had to get back to work! But I also remembered to have Greg hook up a dog chain in the front yard so I can take Annie outside on my own now! It was quite the circus act that first time, though. Just getting in and out of a door with crutches is quite the challenge. But I also had all three pets trying to get out at once. When I was ready to come in, Rory snuck out. I dropped to the ground and tackled him, shoving him back inside. About three more times one or both cats tried their absolute hardest to get outside while I tried to get Annie in. It’s seriously a miracle I didn’t get hurt or a lose a pet in that whole fiasco. But it all felt very liberating to finally have the ability to take my dog outside again. It definitely helped that the weather got so much better this week too! The only downside is that now Annie knows I have a way to let her out and she’s been a hypermaniac for the rest of the week, begging to go out all day.

We went to the dog park Tuesday night since the weather was so great. Only my second time there since the broken ankle.

Wednesday was a lot more work. I had PT in the afternoon. We had an at home date night and Greg picked up a pizza for dinner. And the exciting news – I rebooked my flight to DC! I’m going in October now. I really hope I’m a much more proficient walker by then! I’m excited to officially have it on the calendar. I have a sold goal to work toward now.

Thursday was my power day! I finally finished up a batch of 16 dolls I was working on, including a couple for Mother’s Day and teacher gifts. I also removed all the couch cushions and cleaned them, did a load of laundry, and reorganized all the charging cords that are always a giant mess.

Unfortunately, Annie refused to go to the bathroom on Thursday. She doesn’t like to go for Caden anymore – ever. And if Greg takes her out before work, it’s usually too early and she’s not ready yet. I let her out twice that morning, but because I was working so much I hadn’t showered or brought my crutches downstairs yet and was still in my pajamas, so I couldn’t go out with her. And because I wasn’t out there she refused to leave the porch! I couldn’t decide if she thought I was trying to get rid of her and she was refusing to leave. Or if she thought she was being a good girl by not leaving the porch when I wasn’t with her. I finally gave up and went up to take a late shower and try to squeeze in a much needed nap. She woke me up when I was sleeping, freaking out, but I ignored her. I came downstairs to this. And proceeded to have a little pity party. I had just gotten my boot on to practice walking for the first time all day – at 3pm. When I’m supposed to be walking as much as possible during the day. But I couldn’t clean up the floor with my crutches. So I got back on my scooter, but there wasn’t a wide enough path for me to get through without driving through pee. So I had to wait until the boys got home and beg Caden to clean it up for me. It’s just frustrating. So, so many frustrating moments every single day.

On Friday morning we had a date to see the new Avengers movie. Greg bought the tickets the day they were available a few months ago. It was a really good movie! I really enjoyed it – plus it was just great to get out of the house for something besides physical therapy. I was in a lot of pain on Friday, though. Definitely overdid it on Thursday.

Greg went to the funeral for his great-aunt on Friday afternoon. I was planning to go, but decided I just physically wasn’t up for it. I’m usually in pretty rough shape by evenings. The boys and I had a very low key night at home.

Saturday we actually had a pretty nice family day! It was a lot chillier, but we finally went to the Madison dog park that I wanted to go to during spring break (before the BA). It was such a nice park! Annie ran full speed into the water. Fortunately she only got about half wet and was dried out by the time we left. We had a picnic packed and ended up just eating in the park. Then we stopped at Woodman’s for a pick up order – in desperate need of real food again. And the guys ran into Costco for a few things. Everyone was actually in a good mood and happy for the majority of the day. That never happens on weekends!

Today I finished up two dolls I was working on over the weekend – my own pattern! I made this one for myself to celebrate 5 years of doll making.

And I made this one for a giveaway! I LOVE how they turned out.

And the rest of the day was busy, busy with odds and ends. We had dinner at Greg’s parents’ and hung out for awhile. I love this picture I got of Caden with a genuine smile.

Sunday Intentions

On to the week ahead! It’s just about May! When life gets insane. I swear that school sends home info about new events or things we need to sign or pay for pretty much every single day. It’s so overwhelming. But lots of fun and exciting things too!

The biggest thing for me personally this week is celebrating my 5 year anniversary of doing Heartstring Annie. Due to a way too busy schedule last year and getting ready to move the year before, I haven’t been able to celebrate this the last two years. So I’m going all out this year! Well, as much as I’ve been able to. I have the giveaway doll and I have some surprise dolls I’ve been storing up the last few weeks to release on Thursday. I might have a sale…except I don’t like to have sales the same time I release new dolls, so that might be problematic. We’ll see. πŸ™‚ I was REALLY hoping I’d be able to drive by Thursday so I could bring myself to PT and take myself out to lunch afterward. But I don’t think I’ll be ready yet. Hopefully I can muster up some energy to at least make myself a special dinner or dessert. I’ve worked really hard to keep this business a success and I want to celebrate the accomplishment.

I have PT on Tuesday and Thursday. A science night at school on Tuesday. My mom is going to take me shopping again on Wednesday. And I have another craft night on Friday. Though I’m thinking by the time I finish my celebrations on Thursday, I’m not going to be much in the mood for crafting late on a Friday night. Maybe I’ll drop the Friday craft nights and just do it once a month, if it seems successful.

I suppose that technically, my highest priority this week should be working on my WALKING. It’s hard to see that as a priority when I’m back to doing as much of the stuff as I physically can that I did before the broken ankle. I’m definitely back to working as hard. And making most meals, packing lunches, doing pet care during the day, etc. Walking practice feels like a nuisance. But it’s extremely important and I need to remember that! I’ve been way too lax with my PT at home exercises too. My therapist is not going to be too happy with me on Tuesday. I just want to magically be better without all the hard work. πŸ™‚

Otherwise, I just want to have a fun week! Things are starting to look up!

Saturday Reflections 04.21.2018

I’ve been putting off writing today because I don’t feel like it’s been a particularly exciting week. I’ve been trying to write honestly about this whole broken ankle experience, but I think it’s getting tiresome for some people to read. I’m never going to be one to gloss over the hard things and pretend my life is perfect. And I think I try to always collect and write about the good things as well. But some days, especially these last two months, are just plain tough. And like it or not, I’m going to keep being honest about it. Because if I can’t be myself on my own blog that nobody is forced to read if they don’t want to, then what is the point?

I’m also a little irritated with myself and how this blog has basically just become weekend journal entries. I used to have a lot more to say! And some days that inspiration does strike, but for one reason or another I don’t feel as comfortable as I used to about freely speaking my mind. My kids are getting older and they know how to google things, so I’m never quite sure how much I should share about them anymore. I want to protect their privacy, especially when talking about our family challenges. And some weeks, those challenges are so overwhelming, but I don’t want to be the kind of person that just complains about how completely HARD parenting is. So I say nothing. But even all the fun posts – books, podcasts, tv, etc. It’s all fallen to the wayside! I want to be better. I love writing these posts every weekend. But it’s probably super boring to not have anything to discuss in between weekends – ever! Hopefully the coming months might hold a little more variety in my posts.

On Monday I woke up with a horrendous headache that never let up the entire day. I’m not sure I’ve ever had a headache that bad. To top it off – I didn’t have the alone day I was hoping for because it was a SNOW DAY. In the middle of April. So we were all home and we all got to go to my physical therapy appointment together. Fun times!

Side note – I’ve been doing a lot of baking lately. And some cooking. I’ve pretty much taken over dinner making again. It’s a big accomplishment for me every day, but I’m finding myself resentful off and on about it again. It’s just such an exhausting endeavor. If I had a sous chef to gather all my ingredients and utensils for me it would be a million times easier! But that’s not often the case. It does make me feel good to make delicious food again, though.

Tuesday was a normal day – FINALLY. Annie got to go to the dog park with Harris again, which she was super excited about! I put her leash on early and she immediately sat down and stared unblinking at the door waiting to see who would come.

Tuesday and Wednesday were big work days. I’ve basically gone back to full time this week. I’m not sure if it’s a good thing because I’m having a really hard time forcing myself to stop to do my exercises, eat real meals, rest, etc. I get so focused when I create and never want to stop. I’m not sure my body was ready for that yet, but I’m forging ahead.

Wednesday was also a scheduled late start. Greg was planning on going into work, but there was a big storm rolling in, he wasn’t feeling very well, AND our basement was flooded. He had to take me to physical therapy and that’s when the rain/sleet/snow started up again. The weather this spring has just been awful! We were supposed to have a date night that included a trip to Woodman’s I was super excited about. But that didn’t happen. I can’t even tell you how desperate I am to grocery shop on my own again. I tried to appease my disappointment by scheduling a Woodman’s grocery pick up for Greg after work on Thursday. Not the same as being able to do it myself, but close enough, I guess. πŸ™

Oh, and the plumber had to come and snake our pipes. Tree roots were the cause this time. It’s always something! At least it wasn’t our fault.

The snow was so ridiculous that Thursday was yet another late start. We are having way too much family time lately. Seriously. It’s kind of freaking me out that school ends in like six weeks? I’ll probably just be gaining my full independence back by then and it will swiftly be taken away as I’m back to full time parenting for three months. Honestly, it makes me want to cry. I value these school year months SO much. I’m not ready for summer. I’m not ready for listening to NONSTOP bickering and arguing and negotiating and whining. I’m definitely not ready for it after three months of not being able to go anywhere or do anything on my own. I’ve barely even had any days at home on my own since I broke my ankle! Greg is usually home half the week to take me to PT. And they never, ever leave the house on weekends. It’s too much for my desperately introverted needs.

Anyway. Thursday was also my first Craft Night I wrote about last week. My friend Carrie came and we had a great time catching up while we worked on our independent projects. Shepard enjoyed hanging out to interrogate her on what she was doing. Not really in the plans, but it was fine. I was dead tired by the time I went to bed, but it was worth it.

Friday was finally a normal day. Or abnormal, because Greg went into work, which he normally never does on Fridays. So I had some alone time! I worked a lot. Took a nap. And then got ready for a little date night.

We dropped the boys off with Grandma and finally ate at that restaurant I tried to go to with Laura last week, but it was closed. I wouldn’t really call it a nice place to go on a date, but the food was decent. I really liked the spicy pork taco. We stopped at the grocery store on the way home to get ice cream and watched tv the rest of the night.

Today’s been kind of a catch up day. I worked for a few hours this morning, and then spent a really long time reading and trying to rest. I made three marinades, cut up a ton of chicken, and got those future meals in the freezer. I made a salted caramel sauce to eat with my ice cream. I made lunch earlier. And the big thing – I walked around the block!! Now that the snow is cleared from the sidewalks with the warming temperatures (finally!), I’d like to take at least one small walk every day. It definitely beats walking in circles around the house the way I have been doing! I’ve actually been pretty lax in my PT exercises these last few days. I know they’re vitally important to my recovery, but….they hurt. They’re a lot of work. And they take up so much time I could be using for something that FEELS more important. Starting tomorrow I’ll really begin upping my game. I need to power through the pain and get walking! I NEED my independence back.

And that’s been the week! It was pretty discouraging with all the snow and continued terrible weather, but I’m hoping the future will be brighter now that spring is maybe, possibly, here to stay! I’m excited about taking some short walks outside, even though it already was annoying my kids to have to walk so slow. But I got to be out with Annie! And once the dog park gets less muddy, maybe I can start tagging along there too. It’s getting better. I’ll get through it. πŸ™‚

Saturday Reflections 04.14.2018


Another week down on this rotten emotional rollercoaster. It’s gotten old, folks. Just when I feel like things are getting better, I get knocked right back down again. This week was supposed to bring me a lot of hope and optimism. And I did get good news with the surgeon. But I’m ending the week feeling overwhelmingly discouraged.

Monday was a pretty good day. I’m one of those people that LOVES Mondays. Getting back into a routine (i.e. sending everyone back to school and work!), jumping back into my projects, and basically just enjoying some silence after what is always an inevitably long and stressful weekend. I spent the day working and the evening out with my friend Laura. We were going to check out a new restaurant, but I stupidly read the website wrong and it turned out being closed. πŸ™ We ended up at a different Mexican restaurant which was delicious too, but I’m anxious to get back to the originally planned place – when it’s open!

I begged Laura to take me to Walmart after we ate. I was so desperate to get to a store without Greg and kids following me around. We spent a really long time strolling all the aisles while I thoroughly enjoyed the chance to pick out food that impulsively sounded good to me. It was great to get out, but it also really whet my appetite for shopping on my own again. I miss it SO MUCH. It’s so hard even to find a time to shop with Greg. We’re so busy during the week, and the stores feel too busy to tackle on the weekend with kids and a scooter. I miss Target. I miss Woodman’s. I miss thrift stores and antique malls and crafty stores. But Walmart was nice. πŸ™‚ I truly appreciate her understanding my need to get out of the house and talk to someone other than my family for a night!

Tuesday was fairly uneventful. I had another physical therapy session that just involved an incision/foot/leg massage and some stretching. I worked the rest of the day. We had an at home date night and I made another batch of curry.


Wednesday was the big day! Six week post op with the surgeon. As we saw on my x-ray, the bones are healing very well. You can just faintly see the lines where the breaks were. The third break was on the other side, but they didn’t put in any kind of hardware for that fix. The doctor also pointed out that little sliver of bone between the ankle and foot bones is a chip from one of the breaks that they failed to remove. It shouldn’t cause any problems, though. Anyway – the good news is that the bones are healed. Now I just need to recover from the sprain. I got the go ahead to start weight bearing. He wasn’t specific about percentages or a timeline, but expects that within 2-4 weeks I should be able to walk without the crutches. That felt really soon! So great news that I SHOULD be able to do it. I just failed to realize at that moment how HARD it’s going to be to get there.


Greg had to go into work after my appointment, so I spent the day with my furry babes. It was National Pet Day, so I stalked them until I could get a cute picture of each of them. I love my pets so much! They all have such different and distinct personalities. Annie is my best companion, Rory is my snuggliest cuddler, and Jack is the one who wants to be by me, but only if I don’t show him too much attention. They all make me so happy.


On Wednesday night, Shepard finally won a battle that involved him buying his own hand saw and leather gloves… Caden’s friend a few houses down recently got his own saw. I haven’t seen it with my own eyes, but apparently it’s quite large and double bladed. Shepard has been DESPERATE to get one for himself. I didn’t realize “we” were seriously contemplating letting a seven year old own a saw, but Greg took him to the hardware store and they came home with this. Apparently this is the wood blade and it comes with a second that will cut through metal… Shepard was quite proud of himself, though I’m hoping the novelty wears off pretty quickly! He can only use it with an adult present and it’s hiding from him the rest of the time. But still. Danger danger!


Thursday was perhaps the biggest of days because I had my first weight bearing physical therapy appointment. Greg had a work event, so my mom brought me and sneakily took a photo. I’m glad I was wearing something nice since I posted this picture all over the place!! πŸ˜€ I wasn’t really sure what to expect at my session, but it ended up being pretty intense. I had a different therapist (and the one I’ll see the most often) and she seems much more hardcore than the lady I’ve had the last three times. The first thing she asked me was why I was on my scooter. I was trying to explain that I hadn’t done ANY weight bearing yet, but she didn’t seem to really understand. It was very clear she expected me to be on my crutches at all times. Does she realize how far it is from the door of the hospital all the way back to the physical therapy area?! Anyway, I guess it went fairly well. I did some sort of pedal machine and then was told to just start walking with these handrails. I was putting most of the weight on my wrists when stepping down with my bad foot (which I was also scolded for), but I went back and forth a bunch and then up and down a hallway on my crutches. I learned more ROM exercises and got a brief incision massage. It was rough! I didn’t feel like I was dying, but it really wore me out. And creeped me out to see how much I was swelling before my eyes as she twisted my ankle in every direction at the end. I’m sure having a tough therapist will be good for me in the end. But it was a bit of a shock this first time. I was not prepared.


The boys had an open house and ten year anniversary celebration at their school Thursday night. We met the grandparents at Burger King for a quick dinner and then headed over to school. Caden was excited to show us the sign he made.


Caden at his desk. He’s so good at smiling.


Shepard at his desk. They were both so excited to show everything off to us.


It was a really nice event! I’m so happy that we chose to take the path of this charter school. It ended up fitting the personalities and interests of our kids so perfectly. I’m really sad that in less than two months Caden will be moving on to middle school. (Yes, middle school in fourth grade.) We’ve had nothing but good experiences with DCS.


Friday was a big work day. I finished up these three Mother’s Day dolls and three secret dolls. I decided to have a big of a grand re-opening in tandem with my five year anniversary of doing Heartstring Annie at the beginning of May. My goal is to have quite a stack of new and unique dolls to list on the actual anniversary, May 3rd. But I also want to consistently be putting out pertinent Mother’s Day and teacher gift dolls before that, keeping interest up and sales coming in. I think the next few weeks are going to be jam packed with extra work hours, trying to fit it all in. But I think I’m up for it.

And finally, Friday night and all of today have kind of been back to meltdown city. We’re having our never ending struggles with behavioral issues in a certain child. I’m pretty resolved to the fact that this is just our lives and it’s never, ever going to change. Nine straight years of it is a pretty good indicator this is who he is and the older, stronger, and more vocal he becomes, the worse it’s going to be. I thought we had a bit of a breakthrough last night with actually talking some things out, and then it was a thousand times worse in the morning, as if last night never even happened. It’s so discouraging. And it’s SO hard to deal with on top of everything else going on right now. Child number two has had many extremely difficult days since I broke my ankle too. Though I’m pretty sure that’s a direct correlation to the change in our family dynamic with me not being able to do as much. So hopefully those problems will soon come to the end. The other stuff, though… It feels hopeless.

The promise of being able to walk within 2-4 weeks also feels hopeless. I probably only spent 5-10 minutes actually walkingΒ  with my crutches yesterday and it hurt SO BAD ALL DAY. I don’t feel like it hurt that much when I was at therapy on Thursday, but maybe because I had an audience and wasn’t as in tune to the pain? Yesterday was awful, though. And I can’t decide if this is normal and I need to push through it, or if I genuinely should not be putting weight on yet. I’m pretty sure the therapist thought I should be using the crutches to partial weight bear at all times now. Which I’m definitely not doing. I couldn’t even work up the energy to try a simple walk until after 11 today. It feels too hard. I don’t think I can do it. I genuinely feel like I’m never going to be able to walk again. And that’s terrifying. I don’t know if I have it in me to do this.

There’s also just this constant frustration with always needing things that are too far away. I need to be wearing my boot if I’m on my crutches – absolutely no weight on it yet without the boot. But I need my boot off multiple times a day to do my ROM exercises. Plus my whole leg is just so much more comfortable without the boot on. I need the crutches whenever I go upstairs, but I can’t carry the crutches with me when I crawl up (and I’m not ready to attempt going up a full flight upright yet). I’m allowed to sleep without my boot, but then when I wake up in the morning and need to go to the bathroom, I can’t put my boot on because the velcro is so loud and will wake everyone up. So I try to quietly hop to the bathroom, but nothing about using crutches or hopping is quiet. I should probably be wearing a shoe to even up my hips a little better when I am walking, but I hate wearing a shoe in the house as much as I hate wearing a boot. And I need to wear a sock with a shoe, but I can’t wear a sock around the house on its own because the floors are too slippery and I risk falling. Meanwhile my knee is rubbed completely raw and shredded from using the scooter and crawling up stairs (and sometimes around the second floor when my crutches aren’t up there). Which is painful, but is also super itchy. But you can’t scratch at already shredded skin. And the biggest obstacle – if I’m on my crutches, I’m still putting most of the weight on my wrists – so I definitely don’t even have a spare finger to try and carry anything. Everything I do on the second floor of the house is on my crutches. Gathering my clothes, trying to put things away, just bringing my phone to my room is a nearly impossible feat. And my wrist pain! I have been prone to severe wrist pain ever since I was a teenager and this is doing nothing to help those problems. It’s all just this CONSTANT string of problems and complications and obstacles and it feels like TOO MUCH. I hate this. All of it!

Anyway, to top all of that off – the weather is horrendous right now. Freezing rain, sleet, awful winds. If I could at least practice my weight bearing on a walk around the block, it would be so much better! But there’s no way I’m risking slipping and breaking another ankle right now! Also, Greg and the boys were supposed to spend the day at Great America tomorrow, but that’s definitely not happening with a high of 36 and snow in the forecast. When is spring going to come?! This is absolutely miserable. I’m so tired of being cold and trapped.

Well, that was my week. Sorry about the big vent at the end. I was just really expecting this to be easier once I could start walking a bit. It’s not. And I don’t know when it will be. But life goes on. I’ll dig deep and get the motivation I need to get through this. Somehow. πŸ™‚

Saturday Reflections 04.07.2018


It’s almost been a full six weeks since I fell and broke my ankle. Things are definitely looking brighter as I can do – and WANT to do – a whole lot more than I could those early days. But it also comes with a ton of frustration and anger because actually following through on those intentions is a lot of work. I miss everything I used to take for granted and complain about. I hate how many limitations I have. It’s such an emotional rollercoaster every single day. It’s gotten old.

Monday was a pretty high pain day. I think I overdid it from our date night Friday, Easter festivities on Saturday, and actual Easter on Sunday. Just so much moving around and never really being in very comfortable positions. All I managed to do was write an Easter blog post and rest up. I also decided that we NEEDED to book some sort of anniversary getaway, even for a single night. I didn’t want this to be the first year we didn’t celebrate. All my medical bills are forcing us out of actual vacation possibilities for the year, but I needed SOMETHING to look forward to or I would just be angry and resentful for the entire month of May. So! We were able to find a good Groupon and booked a night away on our actual anniversary. It’s not much, but we’ll make the most of it. It gives me something to look forward to.


Tuesday was Jack and Rory’s 13th birthday! We picked them out as tiny babies a year before we got married. They’ve been around for basically our entire adult lives. Such cutie pies.

The weather was awful on Tuesday. I don’t think spring is ever going to show up this year. It was gloomy and filled with rain that turned into snow. I felt super unmotivated, but finally forced myself to work on dolls for awhile. I made a curry for dinner. Every meal I make feels like a massive accomplishment these days. And in the evening I vacuumed. Which was a huge deal. The floor was driving me insane and sweeping is impossible from my balance on the scooter. So I laid on the floor with the dustbuster and rolled and crawled and stretched myself all over the family room and kitchen, sucking up every tiny crumb and pet hair. It was quite a workout. And took me forever. And my knees and ankle hurt like crazy. But it got done.


There was a late start on Wednesday because of the snowstorm. And then I had my next physical therapy appointment. We were only there about twenty minutes and all she did was massage my incisions and stretch my foot around. We’re supposed to do that every day now so the scar tissue doesn’t form all the way down to the bone.


On Wednesday night Greg went to see Les Miserables with his parents and my mom came to help me out with the boys. We made a delicious brie and raspberry pizza for dinner. Then we just hung out for the rest of the night.


Thursday was kind of a bummer because it’s the day I was supposed to be taking my trip to DC. I’m hopefully still going to be able to go in October, but the disappointment is still there. I was so looking forward to this trip and waiting another six months feels like forever. My only consolation is that the weather ended up being crummy there too this week, so most of our plans would have had to have been altered. Hopefully in October it’ll be much nicer! Hopefully in October I can walk with ease!

Something that did cheer me up on Thursday was meeting a few friends for a coffee date. Laura picked me up and we met some others and had a good time. I was literally terrified of leaving the house without Greg helping me in and out, but I made it! I even used crutches the entire time without any incidents. It felt so good to do something normal. It felt great to see friends too. I’ve been so out of the loop these last six weeks. Friendship things are always a struggle, but even more so now that I never see anyone. It’s a pretty lonely life when you’re stuck at home all the time.


On Thursday I also spent a lot of time sewing and started another instagram reading challenge to read 25 hours in 5 days. It definitely seemed doable, though we’re almost three full days in and I only have about 11 hours. I’ve barely read at all today. Too many distractions with everyone around.


Friday was an interesting day. I photographed my finished leprechauns (FINALLY) and sold them all within an hour. I was giddy with the joy of accomplishment. I also had zero desire to do anything the rest of the day except watch tv. So I watched all the episodes of the new show Rise (loved it!), and ate a big bowl of popcorn. It’s very unlike me to watch tv without multitasking sewing, so it felt like quite the indulgence. I didn’t even try to take a nap. The day actually felt super long and I had so much happy mental energy. It was a good day.

With the exception of a morning meltdown when I was trying to make the bed. Do you know how hard it is to make the bed when you’re on crutches?? Pretty much impossible. It’s funny the things I miss the most in my life right now. I definitely miss things like walking Annie and DRIVING anywhere I want to go. I miss grocery shopping on my own and running errands with no advanced planning. But I really miss things like cooking. Chopping vegetables and meat without feeling pain in my knee. I miss making my bed the way I want to make it. I miss standing up in the shower with water that flows over my whole body at all times, instead of just the hand sprayer that only gets one spot at a time. Showers are pretty cold that way. I miss doing laundry. I miss being able to pick out my own clothes without spending ten minutes hobbling around on my crutches and trying to figure out how to carry things when I don’t have any free hands. I miss bringing my phone and my kindle with me up and down the stairs in my actual hands instead of needing to set them up the stairs, three steps at a time, while I very slowly hoist myself up behind them. I miss going into my basement and actually seeing what food we have available down there. I miss sweeping. I miss cleaning a kitchen counter. I miss putting things away. This kind of life really sucks. And I hope it’s over soon.


And that brings us to today. It’s my half birthday! Also supposed to be celebrated in DC. πŸ˜› It was fairly uneventful. I wrote my book post this morning! Finally! And we went to Pick ‘n Save to get some groceries. I took a nap that left me with a horrendous headache. I made tacos. I made chocolate chip cookie bars. And now I am writing this.

(Shepard’s injuries above the result of a snowball fight that lasted all of three seconds because the snow was actually ice. He screamed so hard and loud right after walking out the door that I was sure he fell down the steps and broke something.)

And that’s my week! It was actually a pretty good week filled with a lot of personal accomplishments. I’m just feeling a little melancholy tonight. Kid problems, friend problems, physical limitation problems. I really hope this next week brings some good news and I can start moving forward on learning how to walk again. I’m over this nonsense!

Spring Break and Easter Reflections 2018


We survived spring break! It actually ended up being a lot busier than I expected. The nine days still seemed to last FOREVER, but we made it. Had a lot of rough patches, like always, but many good moments as well.

On Monday, my mom took the boys for most of the day and they did some egg dyeing and other fun Eastery activities. Greg worked at home so he could take me to my first physical therapy appointment. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but it ended up being very low key. All she did was measure my range of motion between my bad ankle and good and taught me the exercises I should be doing three times a day. We also practiced walking up and down stairs with my crutches. I couldn’t figure out how to get up them and have just been crawling inside those rare days I left the house. I scoot up and down on my butt inside the house, which she said is the safest way. But kind of embarrassing – and dirty – to be doing that on any outdoor/entryway steps I come across! The therapist was going to cancel the rest of my appointments until after I see the surgeon and can hopefully move on to partial weight bearing. But she changed her mind to just once a week appointments to start working on my incision scar tissue. I’ll have my first appointment for that on Wednesday.

To celebrate my first PT, we picked up chicken sandwiches and scoops of ice cream from Burger King and Culver’s before going home. The rest of the day was pretty uneventful except for Deja taking Annie to the dog park again.


Tuesday was the one day that Greg went into work, so I was home alone with the boys. All I have to say is that I’m so glad I didn’t break my ankle during the summer and I better be able to walk by the time they’re out of school!! SO exhausting! The constant negotiating and arguing about screen time every minute of every day! The fun part about the day is that I was bound and determined to find some success in the kitchen. It took me practically all day, but I made bacon, scotcheroos, pizza dough, and later pizza. It felt SO good to actually be productive and make yummy food. I’ve complained a ton in the last few years about constantly needing to feed my family. But now I miss it so much and I hope I never take it for granted again.


Shepard and I also made some clay erasers from a kit he got for his birthday. That night they went to Greg’s parents’ house for the evening and Greg and I sort of had an at home date night. Though he ended up taking Annie to the dog park and I spent the evening going through and organizing all the Easter stuff. I was dead tired, but also so happy by the end of the day. It felt like the most normal pre-ankle break day I’ve had so far.


Wednesday was our family day, and the day with the warmest weather. I really wanted to get to a store, so we landed on Costco. I needed to renew my membership and since Greg was actually with me for the first time ever, I added him to it so now he can stop there on his own. I used my knee scooter to zip around the store and it went pretty well! Very tiring and my knee was quite sore, but it felt awesome to actually have some say in the food we picked out. I LOVE grocery shopping, particularly impulse buying (lol). I’ve missed it!

Unfortunately, we all got into a big fight as we were leaving Costco. It pretty much wrecked the rest of the day. We had a picnic packed for lunch, but nobody was offering up any suggestions or agreements to specific parks, so we went back to the big one in Columbus. But it was still pretty chilly and the picnic tables just looked so far away. I decided to just stay in the car. Which was pretty depressing. Watching all the kids there running around and having a good time. I wish it could be me. I won’t ever take that for granted again either. The rest of the day was pretty awful emotionally. I just feel so powerless. And also the reason that our family is falling apart half the time these days. Sigh. Moving on…


On Thursday, Greg took the boys and met my brother and Hudson at the Milwaukee Zoo. It was cold again, but I think they had a good time! I enjoyed just being home in the peace and and quiet!!


On Thursday night, Caden had his first sleepover over at his friend Leverett’s house. Shepard was insanely jealous. The three of them are inseparable when they’re playing outside, but Shepard is never included in the invitations that involve going into Leverett’s house. I mean, I do understand it from the parent’s perspective. But Shepard definitely doesn’t understand it! So the three of us watched the movieΒ Leap! and then Shepard had a sleepover downstairs with me, Annie, and Jack. It was also the last night I slept downstairs. I’m back in my room now!


We made it through the night with no issues. πŸ™‚ Shepard just spent the entire morning begging to run over and knock on Leverett’s door to see if they wanted to play with him. Had to keep up the distractions.


We picked our first two lemons. It took them almost eleven full months to grow. Worth it?? Probably not. I do not have a green thumb and keeping houseplants alive is pretty difficult. Part of me just wants to give our lemon tree away because I don’t like the minimal effort it requires of me. But now we have some new buds, and I did actually keep it alive almost an entire year, so I guess it’s staying.


Greg took Annie to her vet appointment on Friday morning. We’ve had her for a year now! I really wanted to go, but it was too hard to get ready early enough. Plus I thought it would just be too chaotic with her so excited and me on crutches. But it sounds like she did well. She is perfectly healthy! And she’s up to 46.8 lbs. 11 pounds more than when we got her! The vet said she should ideally be around 44, but she’s otherwise doing great. They were really excited to get her DNA test results and change her paperwork to “Golden Retriever Mix.”


After lunch, Greg took the boys to his parents for another sleepover and then spent an hour at the DMV waiting in line to get my temporary handicap sticker for the car. I’m not sure how often we’ll need to use it, but it’s good to have. We used it right away on our evening date! We went to a late afternoon showing ofΒ Black Panther and had diner in the theater. Then we went to Orange Leaf for dessert. And finished with a stop at Pick n Save so I could pick out some produce for a few recipes. My knee/leg were pretty much dead after that. But we still got home fairly early and had time to watchΒ Jumanji. It was a nice night! Exhausting, but worth it to get out of the house for something other than hospital visits!


Saturday morning came with the news that Caden woke up sick. I don’t think Caden has thrown up in like two years. And of course it happens the day before Easter! Greg went to get them and then took Shepard to the Culver’s egg hunt. Caden was resting. And I spent a super long time very carefully chopping up ingredients to make this beautiful batch of mango guacamole. I’ve been kind of over guacamole for awhile now, but this was magical. Best guac I’ve ever had.


Saturday was also the day of the big community egg hunt and our annual egg dyeing party. The grandmas brought all the supplies and food and we did the dyeing before the party. We were missing a lot of aunt/uncle participants this year. I didn’t really have a space to get to the table, so I didn’t dye many. It went okay, but not as fun as other years. It’s hard being in this dumb boot and not being able to really do anything the way I want to. The scooter gives me more mobility, but it doesn’t exactly make that mobility easy! I was just a little bummed out the whole time. Plus having Caden sick didn’t help things. He was quarantined to his room at first, but he kept demanding Greg go up and attend to him. He finally came down and sat at a chair from a distance. I think it was probably, maybe, just something he ate. He felt a lot better by evening and nobody else got sick.


At least I got to see Hudson! He’s at such a fun age right now! So alert and interested in everything. But he can’t crawl yet, so it’s easy to contain him. πŸ™‚ And cajole him into taking selfies with me.


Hudson still loves Annie! And the feeling is mutual.


He was in a lazy lounging mood and enjoyed just chilling out on me while I was resting.


And chilling on Greg.


I made one egg while the Noe side of the family went with Shepard to the big outdoor egg hunt. It was really cold, so the Braatz members stayed here. We left a bunch of eggs for Caden to dye later, but he wasn’t interested. I finished them later in the evening. After the egg hunt we had pizza and desserts to finish up the party.


After we were sure the boys were sleeping, the Easter Bunny (kitty) came. Rory always ignores people all day, but is fascinated by everything we do once the boys go to bed!


I’m so happy I was able to fill everyone’s baskets, despite being stuck at home all month. I couldn’t have done it without the help of my mom and two of my friends picking things up for all of us. I was quite pleased with how they turned out!


And finally Sunday – Easter! Everyone was up around six, but I made the boys wait to look for anything until I took a shower. It’s so annoying how much of a hassle taking a shower is when you can’t stand up or walk! I wanted to get it out of the way as early as possible. And then the hunt was on!







After everything was found, we had some Trader Joe’s chocolate croissants for breakfast. Yummy.


This was my favorite Easter basket filler. I’m not sure where I’ll put them, but they were too adorable to pass up! I think I saw them on a facebook group sale the day I broke my ankle and ordered them to cheer myself up. The Easter Bunny also brought me a ton of sheet masks, vitamin E oil for my incisions, and some tasty treats.


Shepard’s favorite basket fillers were a package of new underwear and these Minecraft pajamas. He had to wear the shirt after we took a family picture the rest of the day. He also wore it to school today. He desperately wanted to wear the pants too and insisted they did not look like pajamas. He finally listened toΒ  me (shockingly!) and switched to regular pants. Caden wore his new Minecraft pajama shirt to school too.


We went to my parents’ house for brunch mid morning. And we actually got a fairly decent family picture!


More Hudson! We stationed ourselves at the table and spent most of the time hanging out together. He’s just the absolute cutest!


The Easter Bunny also made the boys these heatable rice bags for their baskets. Another favorite! They heated them up at least thirty times yesterday. Shepard was also begging me to let him bring his to school today. Hudson wasn’t quite sure what to think about them.


We had a delicious brunch and then the grandboys had a scavenger hunt to find their eggs and baskets.


They got all kinds of fun things, including a huge disc swing to hang up at Grandma’s house.


Hudson loving his new book.


And really loving his new swing! After just one little swing in it, he was quivering with excitement every time he looked at it. So cute!


We ran out of energy and motivation to do the egg pecking contest on Saturday, so we were more ready for it on Sunday.


Greg had my phone for awhile and took about a hundred pictures of Hudson eating his oatmeal.


Then Shepard and Grandpa had to play with filters for awhile.


And me deciding maybe I should take a picture with my own child, instead of just Hudson, Hudson, Hudson. πŸ™‚ Caden was feeling a lot better on Sunday, but behavioral wise went waaaaaay downhill as the day went on. It was expected, especially after two sleepovers in a row, and being sick to boot. I wish Easter was at the start of spring break instead of the end, so the boys were at their best. We’re pretty used to Caden’s behavior putting quite a damper on every family get together we ever have. But it doesn’t make them any easier to deal with. πŸ™


Early afternoon we went over to Greg’s parents’ house for the rest of the day. Aunt Mel hid all the eggs for the boys to find this year. We usually do this hunt outside, but it was SO cold this year! It doesn’t seem like spring is ever going to show up.


I thought it was funny that Greg got a Qdoba gift card and I got a Chipotle gift card. We have this argument all the time about which is better. I think Qdoba is just his default because it’s near his work so he can actually go there! Plus guacamole is free and they give free chips with a burrito bowl. Which I admit is an advantage. But Chipotle is in my heart forever. LOVE.


Shepard had pecking contests with Grandma and Grandpa while Greg dealt with meltdown city child in the other room for half the day. Fun times. Shepard was having a blast at least!


I liked this egg the best. I think Grandpa made it. Though Shepard just kind of claimed all the eggs for himself by the end!


We had another delicious meal and then just hung out for awhile. Despite the inevitable parenting struggles, it was a fairly good day. I’d say as a whole, spring break went better than I thought it would. But I am SO glad it’s over! πŸ™‚ And SOOO happy to be back home alone today!

Hope you had a wonderful Easter!

Saturday Reflections 03.24.2018


It’s been almost four weeks since my fall. I’ve left the walls of my house three times since then. Once to have surgery. Twice to go to post op doctor’s appointments. I’m starting to feel very, very trapped. Fortunately, I am an introvert and I do like being at home. But when you take away the option of even going on a short walk, it starts to feel like a prison sentence. Especially with no clue how much longer this will be my reality. Right now the future is just a haze of nothing ever changing.

There have definitely been some very bleak days this last week. Last weekend with St. Patrick’s Day and everything, was horrible. Which is why I didn’t even bother writing on Sunday. Yesterday, with the start of spring break and a head full of all the plans I wanted to share with the boys and Annie now being impossible, was probably the deepest depression I’ve felt. I loathe the first days of spring for showing up when I can’t enjoy them. I’m so incredibly envious of everyone that has freedom to walk freely, drive where they want, be spontaneous, do simple tasks without meticulous planning and care. The hardest hours come when I have zero interest in doing anything I CAN do. Things that used to make me so happy. Unlimited reading time, unlimited writing time, tv time, podcast time, naps galore, researching new books to read, sewing or creative projects that would require a little extra help, but are not impossible. I don’t want any of it. And I’m terrified I might still be facing months of this.


But it’s not all bad. Monday was the first day Greg went into work his regular schedule. He packed the boys’ lunches every morning and I just had to sit there and keep them on task to get them out the door on time. We had some hiccups with Annie not wanting to pee that first day, but she’s had people walking her or taking her to the dog park every day since. I suppose we should try and figure out a way for me to get her outside on a chain in an emergency situation like Monday (thankfully my neighbor was able to run over that day). The problem is that the chain length from the back door will only allow her on the driveway and I’m not sure if she’d go to the bathroom there. If we went all the way to the front door she could at least reach the grass, but there’s a lot bigger chance another dog would walk by and she could probably pull her chain out of the ground if she tried hard enough. And if I let her out the back bathroom door, she’d only be a few feet from the neighbor’s yard and their dogs which could also cause problems. It’s tricky.

At any rate, it was nice to feel a little more independent. I started getting myself up the stairs to take showers on my own every morning. The first day I had to get all the stuff set up, but the rest of the days Greg did it ahead of time for me. Monday I also did a lot of light cleaning and organizing. But I think I overdid it because my right knee and shin were in SO much pain on Tuesday from too much time on the scooter.


I finally finished up the last custom order that was weighing on me. I made a second doll for her patience with me. I loved getting them done and sewing again, but it was also so hard. There are just so many supplies needed for every single step. Greg helped me the night I needed most of it, but it’s not an ideal situation. And then trying to get comfortable to do all the hand sewing while my leg is still propped up above my heart, is fairly impossible. So I’m not planning on doing any more sewing until I can comfortably have my leg down for long periods of time. That might still be weeks or months away. πŸ™


My neighbor friend supplied us with more meals this week, which was great. My mom spent time with me on Wednesday again and made us a meal too. We’re getting very spoiled! But it’s so nice not to have to stress about that too much. On Thursday, Greg was grocery shopping after work so I spent about 45 minutes in the kitchen getting everything prepped and in the oven to stay warm, I sauteed some zucchini, and I chopped up chicken to marinade for the next night’s dinner. It felt AMAZING to actually do something worthwhile in the kitchen. You know, I’ve felt so underappreciated for so long making meals for my family over and over again with no reprieve. And when you take that ability away, you miss it so much. I now feel privileged to be able to do that for them. I’m not sure I’m quite up to cooking on a daily basis yet, but I’m more prepared to help off and on.


Friday was Caden’s half birthday and Annie’s third birthday. It’s technically the anniversary of when she was found as a stray, which was just put down on all her paperwork as her birthday. We really have no idea when it is or how old she is. But three sounds about right. πŸ™‚ We gave her a couple of new toys and my mom gave her some yummy treats. Greg even bought her a huge bone on Thursday night, which we’ll give her today. Of course the actual celebrations only lasted about five minutes of the day, but it was fun to do something happy. I just wish I could do more.

Anyway, that’s about been my week. It was fairly uneventful except for the people stopping by off and on to help with Annie or bring food. My physical pain is pretty low as long as I’m not moving around much. But if I spend too much time laying around, the rest of my body is in absolute agony by the end of the night. My back is so stiff and sore. I’ve been trying to do stretches, but I usually wait too long and it’s not as effective. The mental stuff is probably the hardest. I want to get out of the house. I want fresh air. I want happy things on my schedule to look forward to. But I’m also really scared of how hard it will be going into public. And so I stay here. I know it could be worse. But that doesn’t make this any easier.

Saturday Reflections 03.17.2018


Hello, and happy St. Patrick’s Day!

I hope everyone is having a fun filled Saturday. This is usually one of my favorite days of the year, so I’ve kind of been drowning in melancholyΒ all dayΒ because I can’t really do anything to make theΒ holiday special. We have an annual tradition of having a family photo shoot on St. Patrick’s Day too, but I’m not even up to doing that. I feel so grubby and gross. Living in pajamas and sweatpants day in and day out really isn’t that much fun. But actually “getting ready” now takes like ten times longer than it used to, which is extremely annoying. And never really worth it. I’m pretty sure even if I did get ready and insist on a family photo, the boys wouldn’t cooperate. They don’t want to cooperate with ANYTHING these days.

Anyway. As you can already tell, it’s been another rollercoaster week of emotions. I’m usually pretty good in the day. I can focus on how I want to spend this down time, read a lot, take naps, and still see the bright side. But by the end of the night I’m so sore, exhausted, and sick to death of listening to my kids fight and argue with each other and Greg about literally every single thing possible. Then I start feeling sorry for myself and how bleak the next few weeks and months look. I found out last night how much this whole accident is going to cost us, which adds another devastating layer to the depression. I’ve also just never wanted to clean so badly in my life. All the things I complained about in the past, I would do anything to be able to do them now. I want to sweep and vacuum, clean and put away dishes, organize the clutter and wipe down the counters. I’d also LOVE to be able to cook my own meals again. Even more importantly – SHOP for the things we need! While I admit the break is occasionally nice, it’s so hard going from doing all those little things that make a home run smoothly to not being able to do any of it. Greg is doing a great job and the absolute best he can, but he still is only one person and can’t do all of it.


There have definitely been a lot of highlights this week. Generous friends have still been providing us with meals, which is awesome. I think tonight is the first day in almost three weeks we need to make a meal from things we have stocked in the freezer.

On Monday afternoon, my friend Liz stopped by with a Thai chicken salad and something she picked up for me to add to Greg’s Easter basket. Later in the day my friend Carmen dropped off two ready to be cooked meals, two desserts, and a variety of extra food. So much generosity! I know I didn’t mention by name the people that brought food the first two weeks, but we were extremely appreciative of that too. (Thank you Katy, Kristin, Brittany, Jenny, Cindy, and Mom!!!) It makes life SO much easier when Greg just has to warm something up for us.


On Tuesday, my friend Nora went to Target and picked up a huge variety of Easter basket fillers and snacks for me to go through. I picked out what I wanted and she returned the rest. It was extremely helpful in easing my mind about filling those baskets! She also brought me a Starbucks frappuccino, which was a delicious lunch! πŸ™‚


On Tuesday afternoon, my friend Amy picked up Annie to take her to the dog park. The dogs got so muddy that she then brought them back to her house and gave Annie a bath!! Totally above and beyond! I was SO happy Annie got to have a great playdate with a dog she loves to play with!


Greg went to work on Wednesday and my mom came to stay with me again. We just chilled and opened up my first FabFitFun box together and then tried on a ton of lipsticks. It was a nice day! And also Pi Day. We had the delicious salad from Liz and the awesome apple pie from Carmen. I’m so glad we had a pie to eat!

Thursday was my first day home alone. Greg stayed home long enough to take the boys to school and came back in time to pick them up. So it wasn’t a full day, but a good seven hours. It felt good to be alone for awhile. Though it also kind of stressed me out. Being left alone implies that I’m independent enough to do everything for myself. Except I still can’t really do a whole lot. But I feel like I have to because the expectation is now there. If any of that makes sense. I think I overdid it on Thursday and was in a lot of pain by the end of the night.

Annie also got to go to the dog park again on Thursday with my friend Deja. Deja doesn’t even have a dog, but she took her there for quite a long time. I’m so grateful people have been helping with this!


Thursday night I also pushed myself to finish those three custom order dolls. I had zero motivation for it, but I knew they needed to get done. Now I just have one left that needs to be made from start to finish that’s already paid for. It’s for my cousin-in-law and she’s fine with waiting, but it super stresses me out having that overdue order sitting in my etsy shop. I think I might try and do it in the next few days, if I can figure out how to use the sewing machine with my left foot.

Oh, AND on Thursday night, Greg’s parents came over with Chinese food for dinner, which was delicious. Thursday was busy!


Friday was pretty uneventful, with the exception of my mom stopping by to take Annie for a long walk and my friend Carrie dropping off a meal and staying to chat with me for awhile. In the mail I got two books I picked out for myself. I’ve been eyeing that book on the left up for months. I just didn’t buy it because I never figured I’d give myself the permission of time to do “an unhurried adventure in creative mindfulness.” Well, now all I’ve got is time!


And today – St. Patrick’s Day. Thanks to my foresight a few months ago, the leprechauns were able to bring Annie some new themed toys (priorities). Thanks to Nora, the leprechauns were able to bring Lucky Charms and accompanying chapsticks. And thanks to my mom, the leprechauns could bring their annual pile of gold chocolate coins! This is one of the boys’ favorite traditions that they get so excited about. Simple, but effective. They both spent the whole morning hunting around the house, both in and out, trying to catch a leprechaun so they could get three wishes.


We’re not really fans of traditional Irish food, but I can’t go a St. Patrick’s Day without Irish soda bread! I printed out the easiest recipe I could find and planned to talk Greg through it today. But he actually made it entirely by himself while I was upstairs taking a nap. It turned out pretty good! Especially for someone who never, ever bakes! That was our lunch. I remembered about an hour ago that in like January I bought a bag of shamrock shaped pasta, so that will be our dinner.

Annoyingly, my pain levels have been about the same all week. For the first two weeks I could feel a definite improvement each day, which was encouraging. But it seemed like getting my staples out on Monday really set me back. It hurt so much more than I was expecting and seemed to make my entire leg so much more sensitive. I also had some steri strips placed all down the incisions which were giving me flaming bouts of itchiness off and on all week. NOT FUN. I finally took them off this morning, so hopefully that problem is gone! I started sleeping on the downstairs twin bed at night, so I can lay in regular positions (versus on my back with my legs super elevated on the couch, where I spend all daytime hours). It helps me sleep better, but it’s probably not the greatest to go all night with my leg barely elevated. My pain levels in the morning are pretty high. Oh well, not going to change. My back cannot handle staying in that couch position 24 hours a day. It feels so cramped up and weak right now.

And that’s been my week! I’m happy to say that I followed through on my goals and did reach for my book more often than my phone. I finished those dolls. And I wrote something almost every day. I think maybe last night was the only day I didn’t. Just little journal entries, though I also started a gratitude journal to try and focus on the positives in my life. Writing helps. πŸ™‚

Enjoy the night!