Well it's been a pretty intense several months! Lots of good and bad things have happened, but they've all been pretty life changing I must say. Here's a visual:
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| Ran a 10k |
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| Totalled the Neon |
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| Bought an '07 Rav4 |
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| Drank too much wine |
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| Sebastian's Eye Exam |
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| Got to see the gummy bear |
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| Turned Brian into a Mermaid (oh and he chopped off his hair for the first time in 10 years) |
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Sebastian's eye exam went well. The doctor didn't see any problems. They want us to re-check every year but it sounded like kind
of a waste of time. The doc admitted that it's hard to see an optic
glioma with just an eye exam. Sounds like just checking his vision on a
regular basis would show just as much. So far we're not concerned at
all. This child sees everything!
It was rough to go from running 6.5 miles to being injured and not being able to exercise for over a month. Then after a few weeks of slowly starting to get back in shape, the morning sickness (all day sickness really) kicked in and I spent the next two months hanging over the toilet or sitting on the couch. I even had to cut back my hours at work to part-time for awhile. Now that the sickness is gone, I'm trying to get back into shape again, but other pregnancy side affects make it slow going. So much for "every pregnancy is different." Liars. It's worth it though, I really am very excited.
Believe it or not, there was good that came out of the accident as well. It really put things in perspective for me. Since getting Sebastian's results, I had that nagging worry I couldn't quite get rid of. But the accident managed to push that completely out of my mind. You know why? Because we could've died! That's right, one second you're just driving down the road, minding the rules of the road, and the next, some stupid dingbat has decided to just turn left across traffic even though there's cars in the freaking intersection. The whole thing happened so fast. It just made me realize how quickly our lives could've ended.
It's just not worth spending your life stressing out. Apparently the accident, and maybe the vicodin and nightly large glasses of wine, relaxed me enough that I finally got pregnant after trying for quite awhile. It still surprised me though. You'd think the stress of all that would've kept it away, but there's no beating evolution- those on drugs and alcohol always get pregnant easier. Well it's true, look around! Idiocracy baby, it's happening every day.
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