My last post was 2019, although it looks like I made it a private post… but BOY does that feel like a lifetime ago. So very much has changed in the 4 years since then, here’s a recap.
-covid
-FET in October 2020, did not share that we we’re doing that
-pregnancy, it’s a BOY, really rough and traumatic pregnancy
-bought a house beginning June 2021
-Ethan William born mid June 2021
-Infidelity and separation April-July 2022
-Rocky start to reconciliation July/August 2022
-Weight loss surgery October 2022
-began homeschooling March 2023
-Hysterectomy May 2023
phew. I don’t think I’ve really looked at this block of time in this way before but it’s no wonder I feel like 2019 was a lifetime ago!
Where to begin? Let’s do an Emma update, shall we? She’s 5 and a half (do not forget the half, it’s important) and very smart. Such a great older sister, she adores her brother. She essentially potty trained herself at the start of covid and has been such an independent little rockstar ever since. She struggles with some anxiety (which I take full responsibility for) but is working on facing some fears, like roller coasters! She’s an amazing leader and friend, and I am so excited to see her grow.
Speaking of Emma being potty trained, once that was accomplished my body went into full baby mode. It wasn’t a discussion we had, I just informed Eric that I was having another baby and he was welcome to be part of it or not. (Do not recommend this approach, so toxic) He was there every step of the way, but was also not necessarily on board with the decision/timing. We lived in a 2 bedroom apartment and in February 2021 I decided we absolutely had to buy a 3 bedroom house, so we did. Let me tell you, we moved in days before Ethan was born and I have never struggled so heavily with my mental health before. Ethan needed nicu time, our house had major issues we found and was completely foreign to all of us, Eric started a new job and my PPD/PPA was out of control.
Ethan just turned 2 last week, but this boy has done nicu time, picu time for RSV, has tubes from recurring ear infections that caused a 30% hearing loss before the tubes were placed, which has lead to a speech delay…. he’s been through it. He is my strong willed, no fear, selective hearing (he has 100% hearing now, but he uses it only when he wants) LOUD, baby. He loves cars and lays on the floor the way his daddy use to driving them all over ❤️
I won’t pass the other life updates, either. Our kids are thriving and honestly for the first time ever, we are too. I have lost 133lbs and am living my best life since having gastric bypass surgery and a total hysterectomy (long and heavy cycles due to adenomyosis.) And Eric is working as an OTR semi driver 2 1/2 days a week, and is home with us the rest of the week.
We have been through it, his infidelity in 2022 was a huge turning point for both of us. A year ago today is when everything came to light and if you would have told me I’d be in this space a year later I would have probably just cried. I did a lot of that in Spring 2022 because everything was so bad. It’s been a very momumentous year since then, full of uncomfortable truths, healing, learning to communicate, figuring ourselves out and learning to love each other while still putting 100% into raising our babies. So much played into getting us to where everything fell apart in 2022, infertility, losing Ava, seriously traumatic pregnancies, never really dealing with our own childhood traumas and holding tightly to the resentment that we felt in our every day lives.
Since I agreed to reconciliation, I have heard a lot of comments. I’ve been told I’m “strong” because whoever I’m speaking to “could never” and I’ve been told that it’s only a matter of time before it happens again. I’ve also heard some positive sentiments in all of it. All I can say is as hard as it has been to get here, I am proud of where we are. We have fou d a way, together, to build a stable foundation out of literal ashes. Our children have the opportunity to have both of their parents every day and I can say I have found peace and comfort in Eric.
Life is far from perfect. Emma wants everything, always and Ethan REALLY enjoys shrieking and screaming. The days are long but the months are short (I always hated hearing that until I noticed how true it was with my kids growing) and I am beyond grateful to be exactly where I am today. This life, these kids, this man… today I’m going to breathe it all in, I am exactly where I want to be.