Stop and Smell the Tulips
I've lived in Seattle for seven years now and have never been up to see the tulip festival. I'm embarrassed to admit that I have not experienced a lot of these common "bucket list" items. Ah, but that's what this little 'project' is all about! A reason to get out and do things. An opportunity to stop and smell the... tulips! I just purchased the new Ergo 360 baby carrier to see if I could start packing Totes around on my back for some more adventurous outings, also knowing this would be a great carrier for the next kiddo to come. Unfortunately by the time everyone was posting photos of their visit to the tulip festival and I planned my own trip up, it was almost too late and there was only one remaining tulip field that hadn't been pruned yet. The tulips bloomed very early this year as it turns out and we almost missed them completely. Lesson for next year: go early and see the full spectrum. However, I still thoroughly enjoyed seeing the gorgeous gardens at Roozengaarde on our quick trip, although it was cut very short. I found out, as we pulled into the parking lot of the tulip field, that a re-occuring pain I had been having recently was due to gallbladder stones and I would have to go into surgery immediately to have my gallbladder and the stones removed.
Photos courtesy of TashaBennett
Oooh, what a rough week it's been. Two surgeries, two nights in the hospital, the first time I've slept in a bed alone since he was born, and a post-op infection later... I'm just starting to feel a bit 'normal'. I finally had enough energy to get us out of the house today for few hours. I've been feeling terrible about keeping Totes cooped up at home, becoming a zombie to cartoons, but some things you just can't help. We made it down to the Children's Museum for a bit to let him run around. My husband reminds me during all this of words that have been passed on to us; without our health, we have nothing. And it's so true. I hate to say that maybe this lesson was good for me as I needed a gentle reminder. I have, let's call it an overly optimistic outlook on a lot of things. I always think I can do more than sometimes I really can. Like getting ready in time, or recover from surgery while supervising a toddler. So when I feel good, normal day to day goings, I forget what it feels like to go through times of sickness. I easily forget the negative. So when these times come, it feels like the worst it's ever been before. And maybe because of this I don't often enough stop and think to myself how good it feels to be happy and healthy and take full advantage of the moment. I should have already had this perspective from the recent events of my own family... from watching my baby sister's battle with Leukemia that started at age 12, to losing my father just last summer to lung cancer at his young age of 53. I know how precious health is and how important it is to cherish every day that we can move, run, jump, laugh, play and enjoy each other. I kept thinking I would feel completely better by the next day... then the next day rolls around and I am cursing at myself for not lining up a babysitter because I haven't been able to move from a horizontal position for hours. This time around is definitely the longest I've been down and the implications of it have been magnified by having an active toddler who doesn't understand the need to let Mamma rest. Let's just say I'm looking forward to forgetting all about how this week has felt and can't wait to get us off and running again!