Just the inside, but lets hope it makes breathing easier. Since my wreck in Aug of 2002, I have had trouble breathing. I finally got brave enough to fix it. Well let me say I wouldn’t wish the week post op on my worst enemy. Removing the stints wasn’t bad but the vacuuming of my nose was panic attack inducing, we had to stop after 30 minutes. That was worse then having babies.
At Three weeks post op, I can already breath better when I don’t have a cold. I do notice my glasses slip down my nose more then they did in the past, I don’t like this. I am still super sore. Lets see what the next three weeks hold.
While the stints were still in.
It is time for the leaves to change. Which means the holidays are right around the corner? What are you doing to prepare? With the help of Ian and Ollie, I got the fall decor out the other day. Ian can not wait for halloween this year, he has so many ideas on what he wants to be. I am not sure how we could even possibly make some of them happen. Ollie on the other hand is like I want candy.
We finally have answers why I feel like death most days. With some blood work we know that I am deficient in B12 and Iron. I started B12 shots and iron supplements. Any other tips or tricks?
I cut my hair. All I ever did was wear it up in a bun. Now I have to fix it and it makes me feel better.
I have started doing the #100daysofhappiness on instagram
A few that didn’t make the cut.
So far I have had to catch up a few times but I am on Day 23, wonder if I can keep this up? I have trouble remembering some days. Does that mean that I am not having happy moments, maybe. I get overwhelmed most day, the boys seem to be in constant state of chaos or fighting. I need to make finding happiness more apart of my day.
When C left earlier this year, I went into survival mode. I didn’t do well at first, this wasn’t especially easy for me. He is home now, we completed our first permeant change of station. So technically I am no longer living in Texas but you can take the girl out of Texas but not the Texas out of the girl. Through all this I have lost my bloggy mojo. I have the words in my mind and heart, but they aren’t find the way out of my fingers. I want to write, it makes me feel happier. How do I dive back in when I am so out of sorts.
If you would like to see our Colorado Home please take a tour of our empty home.
Would anyone be interested seeing how I decorated?
When I was 18, I dreamed of the day that I could get my first tattoo. I wanted my family brand surrounded by the outline of the state of Texas. Well last week I made that dream come true, it wasn’t my first tattoo but it has been a dream for nearly ten years to have it.
Will the artist and I before we started.
I don’t know why I have always put this off, maybe it is the placement. Maybe it is what my parents are going to say about me getting another tattoo. I don’t know what held me back for so long.
The outline, last chance to turn back
As the wrr of the gun started I took one last deep breath and let all the anxiety I was having go. I relished the pain knowing that I was doing this for me and only me. It wasn’t to please anyone else it was something I wanted for most of my adult life.
No turning back now
Tears welled in my eyes not from pain but from the realization I am the only one who can make my dreams come true. I am the master of how my story goes. I can only be afraid of what others think to a point, I can’t let that fear keep me from living.
I left feeling like I had just done something great for myself. Maybe it is because I have lost a bit of myself with becoming a mom and wife. That is no ones fault, if anyone can be blamed it is me. I need to remember that every once in a while the woman that is Bobbi needs some attention too.
I then went and took myself to the movies to see “It is a good day to Die Hard”, I am so thankful for Abby and Gabe watching the boys so I could have a little time for me.
As of right now I have a few fun favorite things and songs that I just seem to be listening to over and over again. And as I am home bored on a Saturday night I thought I would share them.
I know that I am a few years behind on this trend but I am in love monograms.
And if you can’t tell from the above pic, I am just now discovering rose gold. There is something so cheery about it.
Then there is a shop I recently discovered on ETSY called Zen Threads. I ordered a pair of sweats from them and I swear if I didn’t have to I would never take them off. I also want one of their cardigans.
I don’t know why I stopped wearing sweatshirts but I rediscovered how comfy they are with awesome little ditty.
I found this in the back of my closet, when I was looking for a bag that would work for my laptop. I can’t believe I forgot about.
Then I seem to have the same five songs on repeat; Angel(DMB), Grey Street(DMB), Broken(Jack Johnson), From a table away, and Skyfall.
One last thing, I am in love with this shirt necklace combo. I can’t wait to wear it in family day to see C.
I have killed of my time on a saturday night and shared somethings that make me happy.
Well the last year wasn’t the greatest for our family. We made it through, with an even stronger bond. We will need that bond as we go on this new journey.
Now onto things I want to try to be better for me.
I want to be a better parent. I need to have more patient with my boys.
Be a supportive spouse, give him the type of supportive he gives me.
Lose weight, I don’t really have a goal. More it is try to lose the weight I have gained on my medication.
Get back into therapy!! I was doing so much better when I was receiving help.
Get back into blogging, after my hospitalization I lost my mojo.
Get back into my arts and crafts, when I have something to do with my hands I have more piece of mind.
If you are sensing a theme, then yes putting self care as part of my routine. You are right, I let myself go the last 8 months and I can tell.
As we venture into all this year holds, may everyone find health and happiness.
We are into the double digits I days left til C leaves for BCT. It is scary, I feel like time is speeding up. I can’t believe that the holidays this year mean that we will be closing in on the finish line.
I am scared, anxious, all those things when I think about it. Then I think about all the things we need to get done between now and then. Not only to make the transition easier but to make sure we have dotted all the i’s and crossed all the t’s.
Then there is the boys, how does mommy explain this. Then there is myself, how do I handle this huge new learning curve?
I do know that I love C and everything he is doing for our family.
So I need to remember to be more present with him during our time together now. To try not to take my stress out on him and to love him as much as I can.
I have retreated I have noticed lately. I have been hiding from life, not just social media but life in general. I don’t know if it is the change of seasons or the stress. I don’t want to wish away time but I would like for us to be together again as a family even if it is for a short period of time. I feel like I am in the episode of SG-1 where Jack and Teal’C are in the time loop. I need to remember that at first they were frustrated and they get down, they then figure out how to make it better.
I need to figure out how to make this loop I am living bearable. I miss little things; like seeing Casey, getting the occasional moment to myself, pedicures, having time to groom.
How do I make time for myself and recover from this case of the blues.