Sunday, June 22, 2014

Limitations

As a woman, I wear a lot of hats. Mommy, wife, teacher, friend, sister, daughter, aunt, cousin, etc. Those hats all require different parts of me, but none of them is more demanding than the little person that lives in my house.

This little angel is quite verbal, and is very good at letting anyone around her know what she wants, needs, or expects. Her favorite word right now is "Up," and it is frequently used. If you ignore her, expect a meltdown.

Last Monday, I had a golf ball-sized lump removed from my right breast. A biopsy had been done on it in May, and the doctor said that it was benign. They quickly followed that statement with the untimely but... it could become malignant over time, so it needs to be removed. I was ok with all they had said so far... it's a simple day surgery, you'll get to go home that same day, etc. All was right with my world until they said, BUT you will have some limitations. They told me that I would not be able to do anything strenuous or anything that could cause the incision to reopen for at least 2 weeks. No jumping, running, lifting, exercising... wait, no lifting? What is the weight limit on that no lifting limitation? I told them my daughter weighs 24 pounds. Can I lift her? No. Which means "Up" is not an option.

How do you get a 14 month old little girl to understand that Mommy can't "Up" right now? You don't. Luckily my mom (or Mimi as she is called when she comes to our house), came home from the hospital with us and stayed through Friday. She could pick her up and hand her to me, and that went pretty well. That got me almost through 1 week. I had another to go. What do I do for the 2nd week? Well, my husband's grandmother (Grammy as we call her) said she could keep her for the 2nd week in Amarillo. Great! Wait... I will be away from my baby for a week? Unfortunately, I didn't have a choice. When my mom left to go home, she took Lettie with her to Grammy's house.

Needless to say, day 1 was rough. That's putting it very lightly. Thanks to a good friend, day 2 was much better. We're on the countdown to when our sweet angel baby can come home, and this mama is determined to get this house in order (without lifting) by then!

Side note: My surgery went well, and I'm feeling fantastic! My pain is practically nonexistent (until I lift), and I call the doctor tomorrow to make sure all my results came back benign!

Monday, June 2, 2014

50 years

My husband made a comment at my parent's 50th anniversary reception this weekend that really made me think. He said, "Can you imagine us 48 years from now?"

Talk about mind blown.

I started thinking about all the things my parents have been through in the last 50 years. 3 kids, 10 grand kids, many moves, job changes, retirement, and so much more. The different eras that they experienced, and all the changes the world has gone through in that amount of time.

It just makes me think and wonder about what Bobby and I will go through in the next 50 years. Our 50th wedding anniversary will be in 2062. Let that sink in a little bit. So many questions enter my mind. How many kids will we have? Where will we live? How will the world be different?

The one thing I can guarantee is that my husband and I will be together 50 years from now, Lord willing. Our love for each other will grow and we will learn more than we ever thought possible!

I am thankful for the example my parents have set for us and our family. It means more than anything material that could ever be given. They are a blessing, and I am looking forward to watching their example for many years to come!