The Knee news

The dreaded surgery is complete and the healing has begun. It has been a crazy 48 hours. Wednesday I spent all day cleaning like a mad woman so the house was not a disaster & I could focus on resting. I was at the hospital yesterday at 11:00 am and was taken to the OR at 12:41, and woke up at 2:37. I was given quite the concoction during and after surgery. I was given fluids & antibiotics during surgery. Afterwards I was given demoral to avoid being combative while waking up, then to get my pain under control received two doses of fentanyl, and a Percocet. Needless to say once I got home I was feelin A Ok! 

Today has been a little more rough. Had a follow up with the doctor at 9:20. I thought I was getting a brace, nope! Not for 2 weeks. Then I made the mistake of asking when I needed to start physical therapy..... He said "today" my jaw hit the floor!!!! So we immediately ran to therapy. It wasn't to terrible. They put me in an ice water compression stocking type thing and placed little pads that shot small volts of electricity to get my muscles awake and stronger. Then I also received a paper with 6 different exercises to do each day. *sigh* needless to say, it is now the end of the night, my knee looks like a iodine stained softball. But my pain is for the most part managed and I am optimistic of the outcome. All the doctors and therapists say, the first 3-5 days are the worst. I am already doing better than yesterday, so I'm on the right track. Just gotta follow doctors orders and rest with my ice and stop being so stubborn. (That will be the day.... Right?) 

My little laundry tornado

This week I have been deep cleaning the house in preparation of my surgery. I don't want any temptation to clean, so that I can rest  like I'm supposed to. We shall see how my recovery goes. 

During this process Abagail decided to help me with laundry. She kept tipping over the basket. Finally got it all done, folded and ready to be put away..... And as I pick up the basket her little hand grabs the edge and all of it falls on the floor. 

So, after that fiasco you think I would have learned. But, I was folding my own laundry later on,  as she sat on the couch next to me, totally oblivious and folding away, I finish my to be folded pile and go to grab my folded pile.... and miss Abagail was so kind to unfold everything for me. From now on, I will fold out of reach of my little helper. 

Just so no one is concerned, all the clothes are now folded and put in their place :)

Our little menace

Abagail is quite mobile, still not crawling, but she does 'low crawl.' Lately her 'go to' place has been the computer desk. She has pre moistened a full box of envelopes and has opened and reviewed all of my notebooks. Unfortunately today she wrapped her body around the chair and down it came on her little head. Luckily the full weight of the chair did not hit her head, it fell at an angle. Thanking God for that one. She is no worse for the wear and doesn't even seem to mind when her bumps are touched. She will live to terrorize another day! We have officially marked off her first boo boo. I thought it was strange that there is no place to mark it down in her baby memory book.... You would think that would be pretty standard for small children. Maybe we as parents don't want to have a written record of our children's injuries.... Then there is me! This date will go down in history! 

Needless to say today has been eventful, and looking forward to tomorrow for another new adventure :)

Am I going to survive puberty???

Little miss Abagail is teething, coming down with a cold, or just being a needy 6 month old. For the past two days she has had to be in my lap, or me on the floor with her, or she screams bloody murder! And I'm not talkin' "oh I'm a little upset" crys I am talking "the neighbors are gonna call the cops for a noise complaint" 

So as I am comforting my small child, and watching my 100+ lb dog run laps in the apartment, keeping said child awake. I am thinking to myself....... If I am struggling with my budding drama queen at 6 months..... How on earth am I going to be able to handle a snotty 16yr old diva with her fancy phone and scary boyfriend?!?!? I think to myself..... My mom survived..... But look at her now, I drove my family crazy! (I love you mom) 

I barely survived puberty, my parents barely survived.... And my loving mother gave me the ultimate curse "I hope you have 10 just like you" with Abagail being only #2 and not 11, Trever and I are going to have our hands full. 

And no sir he is not going to be working out of town from age 12-20! 

If my mom could survive, I think I can. I do have 12ish years to prepare.

God help us all when our Diva reaches her full Diva potential!!!!

Our Oompa Loompa

We are going to have a lesson on beta-Carotene in this episode. 

It is a strongly red-orange colored pigment found in common vegetables, such as sweet potatoes, squash as well as carrots. 

Well, our beautiful daughter's favorite foods are as follows..... Sweet potatoes, squash, carrots, apples and peaches... So far. She dislikes peas and bananas and is very picky on if and when she eats green beans.  I am sure most of you are putting two and two together. I AM TURNING HER INTO AN OOMPA LOOMPA! Unintentionally I swear!! If you look closely at those adorable cheeks and button nose you will see the orange hue. I am doing my very best to try and diversify her foods, but darn it she's picky ( gets it from her father I'm sure). 

I noticed the severity of her poor orange skin when I changed her leggings, she's pretty orange! Poor child. Hopefully she won't remember our feeding fiasco at 6 months. 

This is us

I will start my first entry by introducing us, There is Trever, I am Molly, our daughter Abagail. 

As this is mainly for family, I will update funny stories, pictures and the daily hum drum of being a stay at home mom with a little one.