Didn’t get to make it to Fort Wilderness for Halloween. 😞 This pregnancy pretty much stole October. But we rescheduled and are hoping 🤞 that our new trip will work out. Go. Away. Morning Sickness. I’ve paid my dues and I’m over it 😭. So this year we just dreamed about years past. Goodbye Halloween...until next year...🎃
Ready to take my goofball to our happy place. Praying morning sickness will be gone soon 🙏
So this thing is now affecting my daily living...which means home life, my business and everything in between. So I guess it is time... 🍁 We’re pregnant! 🍁 Third time’s the charm we hope. We were pregnant a few years ago and it did not work because of my health at the time. Then of course we started 2018 pregnant and it didn’t work out, because my body wasn’t producing progesterone as needed. Now here we go again! 7 weeks and I am sick as a dog 😭. It’s bad. But they tested all my numbers and they looked good! 🍁 And as weird as this may sound to some I am not really up for talking about it. I just can’t hide it anymore. Once we get through this first trimester I think we’ll be ready to celebrate and high five and dream and plan. But right now I just feel like crap and am trying to survive. Not much energy for anything else. 🍁 But we’re excited. Just cautious and sick.as.a.dog. 🍁 Once I’m ready to celebrate I’m sure everyone will know 😉
G did the cooking tonight. Cream cheese sandwiched in dove breasts and wrapped in bacon + some seasoning. No peppers🌶 on hand but that would have been 👌 🍽
It has taken me a few days to get to this update from our trip. If I was still fresh faced along my medically complex journey with my child, I may not require a recovery period. But at this point I need process and recovery time. I literally cried when we left Clayton’s beloved hospital. We have literally lived there. So much of our life was spent there, spent recovering from there or spent knowing we were going back there. So the flood gates just opened when we left. And of course G laughed at me not for crying, but for trying so hard to hold it in. But I couldn’t. I made it to the door before I started blubbering through the parking garage. 😢 • We are finally, hopefully, God-willing closing that chapter. It has been a horrible and beautiful chapter. Clayton’s scoliosis meant life threatening respiratory issues that have haunted us for years and years. It meant near constant worry and concern for the exceptionally vulnerable curve that protruded from his back. It was odd looks in public and countless people I wanted to smack for staring a bit too long. It was holding myself back from telling off parents who clearly weren’t teaching kindness to their children. It was trying to never take pictures from the side in order to disguise the obvious. It was not being able to buckle him in a car seat or find a comfortable push chair to accommodate him. So many painful moments from not one, but two horrendous curves. Those are scars we will carry forever. They are things that make life a little lonely, because so few people in this world (and even fewer that I actually know) can actually understand this kind of pain. I just cannot describe how it feels to know we may finally get to move on. It is immense pain and joy. It has been our normal for so long, that now it feels almost too good to be true. When you live a life where the other shoe always drops, it’s hard to realize that maybe it won’t this time. Maybe it is really over. • So I’ll do doctor update later...
Clayton art from the “Crayon Hospital”. I was thinking ahead. 😉🎃😜
Probably going to be posting some of these pictures for a while. It was like the mothership and I couldn’t stop snapping my camera. • No really I did. I got all my pictures and then I tried to sit and just enjoy the atmosphere. To breathe in this beautiful place and watch Clayton enjoying himself. He likes a pumpkin as much as this girl. And he loved this year’s theme: “Adventures in Neverland”. Last year we caught Autumn at the Arboretum and the pumpkin village at Dallas Arboretum in November when visiting our doctors. This year we got to catch it yesterday morning before heading to the hospital for more doctors visits. • It’s one of those little things that make a very unappealing trip slightly more bearable. Without little things like this, it is just a 10+ hour drive for a couple hours with doctors and then and 10+ hour drive home. Little things like this, break it up and make it more bearable and add a little excitement. We need all the motivation we can get every time we have to make this trip. It is always our most dreaded doctors visit.
I mean...Big Boy!!!! I don’t even know when this happened. I know everyone says that, but I mean it. Something happens when so much of life is spent fighting for it in one form or another. It flys by at a different rate. Sometimes moving painfully slow and other times moving so fast you can’t keep up. He is still my little boy in so many ways and some of that is never going to change, but he still grows up. It’s still a change that takes my breath away a bit. I mean look at this picture and tell me he doesn’t look grown?! Then swipe over and look at the one just a few months ago. He’s a sweet baby angel and a big boy all at the same time ❤️
Getting the pieces of our backyard back together and hoping to finish up some details in the #cargocamper this weekend. But at this moment, ignoring all the mess and focusing on this view 🍂🌻🍂