Sorry for the quietness from me lately. Between recovering from surgery, being busy with Alyssa and Ryan from day to day (the elementary school years are exhausting!), and dealing with some family issues on both sides of the family (take it from me: there are many advantages to not really having any family around or close contact with them, as is the case for me with my family. Also? Never do business with family, unless you’re prepared for potential and possibly irreparable damage to your relationship with those family members – plus the added nastiness of arguing with your spouse, the one person who should ALWAYS have your back & vice versa, over how to best handle the fallout.), I’ve been pretty MIA, I know.
Lifestyle blogs seem to be going the way of the wind, and while I will be the first to admit that I am “guilty” of having a “dedicated” product review & giveaway blog, I still love lifestyle/personal blogs: mine, and those I read. If you have a lifestyle blog, let me know! I subscribe via RSS feeds, FYI – I’ll only subscribe to your email newsletter if it’s a giveaway entry, or if you ask me really nicely. ;) And, I’m sometimes a terrible commenter. I’m bad at commenting, but very good at lurking (so if nothing else you’ll get some additional pageviews, heh).
The four of us settled fairly quickly into the school year routine. After missing the bus yesterday morning (on my very first post-op morning alone with the kids, of course. And of course Ryan was super-anxious and worried, but I distracted him with questions about recess and by having him brush his own hair as I drove to the elementary school), I set my alarm for 7:15am instead of 7:30am, and set a backup for 7:30am. And I instructed Alyssa and Ryan to wake me up if, for any reason, I’m still in bed past 7:30am, and Dan isn’t home/awake. So there’s that. The kids’ school bus comes by 8:30am, and brings them back in the afternoon at 4:15pm. From then until 8:30pm it’s a blur of the kids running in and out (I’ll miss that when the weather turns cold, but at the same time — helicopter parent alert — it’s reassuring to have them inside where I know what they’re up to and who they’re with at all times — and it’s for this reason that I don’t mind Alyssa and Ryan having friends over, even if there is extra noise and commotion and messes to deal with), getting dinner on the table and down everyone’s throats by 6pm at the latest, checking folders and Ryan’s TSS notebook, making sure homework assignments are done, and then enforcing electronics-free downtime until 8:30pm, which is bedtime.
I’m hurting tonight – both the girly bits and my abdomen are making their complaints very well known. I took 2.5mg of Oxycodone about a half an hour ago, along with two Tylenol, and I’m off my feet, so here’s to feeling better soon. One of the worst parts of post-op recovery is feeling better by the time you’re 1.5 to 2 weeks out, and then pushing yourself too much. Earlier this evening I took Leah for a walk down to the mailboxes and back, but then wound up walking and chatting with a neighbor about our kids (he has four boys, two of whom are Alyssa’s and Ryan’s ages – and of course his two elementary aged ones and our two have a love/hate relationship with each other; leaving us four parents to collectively throw our hands up, roll our eyes, and text each other whenever one brat does something to the other, so that we’re all aware of the latest goings-on among them and can handle things accordingly). Then one of the kids yelled about finding a snake in a corn field behind a house on the other side of our neighborhood, so there went more walking. Blah.
Since I’ve run out of things to say, I’ll end this blog entry with a few photos:
Taken two days ago. The Spanx not only gave some much-needed compression and support, but enhanced my current pregnant-looking appearance. Post-op swelling sucks.
P.S. Six pounds down since my surgery on the 12th!