Back to Life, Back to Reality

Kurt is back to work this morning, taking an extra shift before his two day regular shift tomorrow and Monday. So we are back into "real" life ~ well, I am ~ today. We've made pancakes for breakfast and Emily is still asleep. So far, so good. The kids are home of course for the most part, so the real test will be Monday when they're gone to school.

Kurt's schedule has found me feeling enough better that I'm not teary at the thought of him being gone. A week ago, that would not have been the case. Something to be grateful for.

My right side, which has been so much more sore, is just a little achy now. I'm able to stand without a tow truck and can move my right leg without having to will it to do so; Climbing the stairs is getting less and less scheduled; I haven't taken any pain medicine for a couple of days; I actually wore real pants yesterday, which is a boost. They aren't a size I want to brag about, but they were real jeans, with a button and a zipper and very little, if any, stretch to them. I'm not ready to put all the maternity clothes away just yet, but wearing real clothes full-time is on the horizon and that feels pretty good. Granted, I still feel like my body looks like an Oompa Loompa. Having a c-section sort of redistributes some things ~ at least temporarily ~ and cutting through all your abdominal muscles has its consequences. But re-shaping is what the next year is for. More on that later.

I'll find some pictures of cute little people to put up soon. Promise.