Weeeeell, it certainly has been a while. I was all set up to enjoy some time with my hubby when he got home, and then blog all about it, and it just never happened. I guess I don't have the dedication that I should, but that doesn't change that I enjoy blogging, and am going to try once again to get back into it. This is the longest I've been away, so maybe I'll stick around this time.
So, just to catch you up to speed, Hubbers is home. He flew in and we were finally reunited at the terminal, surrounded by only one other couple from the ship and a whole bunch of pissed of passengers because flights had been delayed all day. His flight in particular was, I believe, delayed for 3-4 hours from landing, but of course when I saw his face again it didn't matter to me.
It felt like he was never gone. We came home together and spent some alone time together. When the puppies saw him again, oh lord. Bailey was so happy. Willow was a little bit reluctant, but it still didn't take her long to catch up and become attached at the hip. After a few hours of one on one time, we were up and at 'em, out and about at the mall, like it was any other day.
We were lucky enough to be able to buy a new car, and drive it home to Texas. This was truly a great experience because we needed to still have the bonding time we never got with each other's families and it went wonderfully. We split our time between his sisters and my parents and we were so devastated to leave.
Spending time with the kids back home certainly gave us both some family fever. That didn't last long though, after a dermatologist (of all people, after months of me complaining something wasn't right to other doctors) diagnosed me with Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. I don't feel doomed, I know that I could have something much worse and I know that lots of people don't have problems at all with PCOS. I try to tell myself the reason my body isn't doing what it needs to do to have children right now (ie. having periods, ect) is because we aren't ready yet. Regardless, though, I am on the pill, as well as a diabetes medication called Metformin that is often prescribed to patients with PCOS, and am on a healthier diet and exercise routine to try to get my body where it needs to be to one day make beautiful baybays.
However, the exercise part is on hold. Though we have moved into a new apartment with a fitness center, next to a park where I could walk the dogs, and where just taking them around the complex was a walk of a mile each way and good for all of us. Buuuut being my ole' clumsy self, four days into living here, I fell and sprained my ankle something fierce. It's been exactly two weeks and though I'm off the pain meds and the crutches, it's still wrapped, being iced, and has a nice flesh wound from the fall right on my big toe :(. But hopefully I can ease it into being able to do longer walks and maybe a bit of jogging soon!
I suppose that for now that's a good summary of everything going on in our life. I hope that I'll be back on the regular to keep writing and sharing our little story with everyone.
I'll leave you with a picture of my big ole puppies :]