Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Can you....?

(Me, with a very tight neck)

Hunchie was indeed blown up. 200 cc's more. In case you were wondering that is like 200 pounds more to my back.
I am now successfully walking like my neighbor across the street. She is ruffly 100+ and walks to the local bookstore almost everyday-with a hunchie of her very own (but its real).

I came home from the hospital eager to be Mom. The mom I used to be. Oh, how I wanted to pick up Nicholas, get down on the floor with Ollie and play army men. I wished I could have jumped on the trampoline with Jane and Claire.
But those days will come. I am sure of it.
For now, I sit and tell Nicholas stories about when he was born. I hold Ollie's hand around the house. And tonight I did valentines with the girls.
It is good enough for now, although they are concerned. They worry about me, and my condition and what will happen. I assure them that my very talented Dr. L and his team will help me enjoy life more fully (and hopefully decrease the amount of tears I shed daily)

"Can you jump on the trampoline?",
"Can you have another baby?"
"Are you going to run again?"
"Will you be able to ride your bike again?"
"Are your boobies going to get bigger?"

These are the questions I get asked daily. This process involves all of us.
I am well aware of that. I certainly appreciate your prayers, cards and packages.
It makes this painful process that much easier. And that means a lot.

Thank you Washington for the oreo's. Yummy my favorite.
Thank you Ohio for the cards and the book.
Thank you Sandy, Utah for the cute hair accessories.
Thanks to all of you!

Sister #2 in town!! Dinner tonight! I am so excited to see you!

P.S. If you carry on, I will too.
P.P.S Dr. J, you were missed today. Send me your e-mail.