I’m sitting on my bed drinking coffee as I ice my ankle.
This is how I begin each day.
I have a machine that provides cold and compressions to my ankle, this way I don’t have to deal with ice. It’s pretty nice. Typically during this time I’m responding to client emails or any emails (or checking Etsy) but today I decided to actually check in and see you all. It’s been a long time.
My ankle is really improving. It’s been six weeks and one day since my injury. I had a follow up appointment last week and found out that I was going to be in my boot for another three weeks. That was pretty depressing but now I’m half way there. I’m still going to therapy two times per week. I’m really looking forward to wearing shoes again but also the thought scares me half to death knowing how susceptible I’ll be to re-injuring myself.
Anna and Noah are loving school. They are SO old. Here’s an actual conversation from the other night:
Anna: I feel so bad for homeless veterans.
Noah: yeah, me too. It’s so sad when people can’t eat meat.
I was driving when they had this conversation, I didn’t laugh out loud but wanted to so badly. I corrected him and he laughed. It was awesome.
Eli is so old and so funny and SO two, holy crap. He knows exactly what he wants which is typically what his older brother and sister have. He’s smart and pays attention to everything. Our new sitter started a few weeks ago and they get along really well. She takes him outside for at least two hours a day. Outside his is favorite.
Clara is almost one. I can not get a handle on this. She is starting to mimic everything. Also, I’ve been treating her like a six month old, I should probably stop. It’s like I just didn’t want to let go of that sweet, snuggly baby stage but now look! A toddler! (ALMOST, YOU GUYS.) Also, she’s so chubby. I love it.
My icing time is up. Things are starting to even out in the work department and at home. I can finally clean and do laundry. (this excites me, I promise it does.) Maybe I’ll be around more?
I hope so.
Happy weekend, friends.