A couple of months ago, I woke up one day and felt different. For the first time in what seemed like forever, I actually felt good. I had energy. I felt like my old self. Then it hit me: my daughter was 17 months old. Right after she was born, a friend told me that she heard it takes a month for every week of bedrest to recover. I was on total bedrest for 17 weeks. My doctors told me I was in for a long recovery, and I didn't fully understand what they meant by that. Not only did I suffer physically for MANY months after my baby was born, but the mental toll was heavy (to say the least). Couple that with all of the medical crap I went through with my other daughter just 3 months after the youngest was born, with my husband being out of work for 8 months after the youngest was born, and with a very nasty and emotionally-draining situation I dealt with at my own job... it is a wonder I pulled through at all.
So now I'm back. I haven't updated my blog because I have been so busy lately! Getting caught up on years of home improvements, nursing a severely sprained ankle, coordinating all of the financial and reconstruction details related to a major hailstorm, and teaching my oldest to write her letters has kept me very busy.
Keep watching my blog in the coming days for new and improved posts! Among our many projects this summer will be building a solar oven and a rocket stove, gardening with toddlers, and organizing our house. It's going to be fun!
