No Worries

I live in a second floor condominium.  The elevator is out of commission for two days as they put new tile in it.    I love that this doesn't really affect me.  I can easily climb the two flights of stairs to get to my home, even while carrying John in his car seat!

When Steve and I were trying to decide if we should by this place just 2 1/2 years ago, I was using a mobility scooter and was very concerned about living upstairs.  At that time, if the elevator was out of service I knew I would be stuck in my home until it was fixed.

You won't hear me complaining when I have to carry a trunk full of groceries up the stairs this afternoon, because having the freedom to come and go as I please is suck a blessing.

To The Doctor We Go

It feels wonderful to know that I can take my children to the doctor without having my mom or Steve take us there.  The life I'm living is not what I thought it would ever be.  Not once in my first six years of being a mother did I think I could take an infant to a well baby check up on my own.

While at the appointment, I was able to carry John into the office, undress him to be weighed and hold him while the doctor talked to me.  These are all things that most mothers can do.  It's so wonderful that I too can make sure my children are taken care of without asking others to help me in doing so.  I'm also happy to say that John is 10lbs 3 oz and has grown 1 1/2 inches in his first month of life.  I have so much to celebrate!

Ups and Downs

This past weekend we went to the cabin (baby John's first visit).  When Steve pulled into our parking spot, at the top of the hill, I got out of the 4Runner and grabbed John and his car seat.  I began carrying the heavy car seat down the hill to our cabin.  Halfway down the hill, I realized that not only was I walking down the hill without assistance, but I was also carrying a 10+ lbs in my arms.

The first five years we owned the cabin I was not physically capable of walking up or down the hill that leads to our home away from home.  Steve always had to take my arm and at times carry me up the hill.  At that time, I had absolutely no independence at our lake place..  It amazes me how far I have come since my new diagnosis.

As I walked down the hill carrying my son all I could think about was that I used to be carried down the hill, but now I am the one carrying a heavy baby down without the fear of wondering if I will make it.  God is wonderful!

Wonderful Life

The house was calm for about an hour this morning.  So as the baby slept and Winona rested (3rd day of  fever), I cleaned the girls bathroom and vacuumed.  When the girls were babies, I had no choice but to take a nap while the house was quiet.  Naps were necessary for me to function later in the day.  I know it doesn't make sense to most people, but my muscles would get stiffer as the day went on.  By afternoon, I would have been bound to the couch.

I still need to rest during the day so my body can produce more dopamine, but at least if I don't get a long nap in I can still function.  Having an infant in the house has really made me think more about all the little things I can do that I couldn't do just a short while ago.  Many of the things I am grateful to be capable of are things most people would rather not have to do.  I can make a bottle, change diapers, change my baby's outfit after he has spat up on it, clear the table, cook a meal, all the laundry and the list goes on and on!!  The amount of appreciation I have to do these simple tasks is immeasurable.  To say I am fortunate would be an understatement.

Sheet

For the first time ever I put a sheet on a crib.  When my girls were babies my arms didn't allow me to lift the mattress and place the sheet over the corners of the bed.  As I started to replace the sheet, I wasn't sure if I'd be able to do it.  I was pleasantly surprised that I was able to complete the task with ease.  The only thing that may disappoint some of you is that John's new crib sheet is Green Bay Packer themed.  Thanks Kay, for making that for my sweet little boy!

Walk and Roll

The kids and I took advantage of the wonderful weather this morning.  I put John in the stroller, the girls hopped on their bikes and the four of us went on a walk.  Even though I'm really out of shape, I kept thinking how lucky I was to be able to walk pushing my baby in a stroller.  Plus, I was able to keep an eye on the girls who were riding their bikes ahead of us.  

Never in a million years would I have thought that after giving birth, just two weeks ago, I would be capable of walking nearly a mile.  After the girls were born, it took me about a month to get back to normal.  Even then, I was only able to push their stroller a block before I had to turn around and go back home.  To be able to walk 3/4 of  mile today was a wonderful gift.  I can't wait to take John out again tomorrow and attempt to go the full mile!