It has been such a challenging few months for us over here. My knee is getting better each and every day – but it is so slow.
My God it is so slow.
I’m no longer in pain every time I try to move. I can walk pretty well with one crutch, and even with no crutches as long as the kiddos are asleep and the crazy dog isn’t around to knock me over. I can even drive as long as I don’t have to carry the baby carrier anywhere. But I am so far from being back to normal. I still have such a long road ahead of me. Never in a million years would I have imagined something as every day as stepping out of the shower would have taken me out for months on end.
For a long time (well…9 months ;)) I was pregnant and our kiddos had to be careful around me. Mommy couldn’t give piggy back rides or wrestle on the floor or chase them around the house. And then Brooklyn was born and I was recovering. And then I was past the recovery stage, but that sweet girl just did not want to sleep – so mommy was tired allllllllllll the time and had zero energy for the other two. And just when we seemed to be gaining some ground and getting on top of things and falling into a routine, I get taken out again.
And here we are again – mommy can’t give piggy back rides or wrestle on the floor or chase around the house. We’ve got some amazing weather coming up with the beginning of spring and there are so many things I am going to have to miss out on.
But I *can* pick that sweet baby girl up now. I *can* walk around with her and get down on the floor to play with her. I can’t get up without flopping around like a fish, but I get down there anyway. And I *can* walk into her room when she wakes up in the morning and see this sweet smile and it’s all okay.