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Hi & Bye February

I’ll be honest. It’s been a long 2 months around here. I sprained my ankle the first week of January and I’m STILL wearing an ace bandage and I may not ever play volleyball again. It’s relatively easy to nurse an injured ankle when you’re 16 (I guess my mom had a lot to do with that-thanks Mom), or even 20 and single but as a 30 yr old mother-to-a-toddler, it’s rather difficult to convalesce enough to see results. I didn’t even take any pictures of the bruises on it so you know things were bad. After the ankle, Jess and I got colds, the flu, colds again, and I think we turned a corner, we’re celebrating our first full week of health in 2011. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that we didn’t bring anything home from nursery today. The good news is that it was pretty cold during our quarantine. Yes, I know, relative to the rest of the country, not too cold but for South Texas 19 degrees is cold. So we had an excellent excuse to stay indoors, drink hot chocolate and lounge around watching Sesame Street and reading books. It may sound glamorous but it’s been a long 6 weeks because it’s hard to be the mom and be sick. And it’s hard to sit around feeling guilty because your baby could use more attention and excitement in her life but you’re just too tired to do anything else. It’s also hard for me to accept help because I feel like my troubles are small compared to other people. I’m lucky to have friends who know this about me and who bring dinner, treats and bread, despite my claims that “We’re fine, it’s just an ankle or a cold, or…” I’m grateful that Jessica didn’t get a fever higher than 103.2 and that her default mode is happy because it’s easier to gauge how sick she is. I’m grateful for a healthy husband who is understanding. And I’m really grateful that spring is just around the corner.

Ps…That day it was 19 degrees…it snowed! Unfortunately, I didn’t get any footage of us (and half the kids in our neighborhood) “sledding” down the hill by our house on kitchen trays, skimboards, cardboard and laundry baskets :). Jess didn’t know what to think and she didn’t want to try sledding but Ritchie and I had fun! Oh, and yeah, her coat was MIA so she had on a shirt, a sweater and a vest with her little cotton pants. Mother of the year.

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