home sweet home
after 12 days in the hospital i am home.

home and with our daughter catherine addison
she makes our hearts melt. we love her so much.

funny ow quickly things change. like our vocabulary.
i used the term "eat-ums" this morning.

and how now we are constantly referring to eachother as mommy and daddy.

daddy just left to pick up a couple things. like breakfast.

i'm typing with my left hand as my right arm is holding baby girl.
this is my first time at the computer (whoops, hit the space bar in my sleep therr) since friday morning before surgery. it just hasn 't been much of asss priority. (i currently have 72 facebook notifications waiting for me)

recovery has been rough to say the least. i think i'll spare you the details for now. i'll sum it up with nausa, vomitting, dizzy, groggy, lightheadedness, extreme fatigue, pain. oh the pain...

my mantra that i repeat dozens of times throughout the day is:
"every day will get a litttle bit easier. every day will get a litle bit better."
sometimes i say it with cnfidence. sometimes as a prayer. sometimes while weeping.
but "every day a little bit easier. every day a little bit better."

when it's extra hard, i look at her aand know it's worth it.
we find ourselves mesmorized by her expressions, her stretches, her squirms, her beauty, her smiles, her skin, her full pouty lips, her furrowed brow...
i especially get a kick out of seeing her squirms and realizing she made those same movements in me.

i thought about going back and cleaning up all my typos in thi post but figure it is a better representation of our reality to leave it as is.