It's been such a long, long time..

I was going to try and go back and post various dates in between (to cover the last 4 months I've been MIA), but that would take forever, and as a mom with two toddlers, I have precious little of it! SO, the quick version, if anyone is at all interested: after my stint in hospital, I visited a gastrointestinal Dr, and I didn't have a gallbladder issue, or pancreatitis, I had a broken rib!

I then went to see a blood disorder Dr for my anemia. Turns out I was more than severely anemic - they rushed me into infusion services immediately and I spent the next 4 + hours getting an infusion of iron and some steroid. The next day I went in and found out I was in fact pregnant. Big shock. Not only had the hospital who'd done 3 X-rays and a CAT Scan not found my broken rib, but they'd not found out I was pregnant either. No, I wasn't using fertility drugs either. Big shock.

For the next week or so I went almost daily for iron infusion, then we went on vacation. Vacation was totally awesome! We spent a week in San Diego, at Paradise Point, then we went to Yosemite National Park, and then we spent a week in Reno with hubby's family. It was an amazing trip, and the kids were awesome! They were so well behaved on the plane rides, that the people around us were shocked getting off, because they had *no idea* that we even had children with us!! Be still my beating heart! They do have their good days.

We had a great time in San Diego, at the beach, Lego land, Wild Animal Kingdom, Sea World, Harris Ranch, and the casinos in downtown Reno! Unfortunately most of the water in the falls at Yosemite have dried up, so it wasn't spectacular, like I know it's been in the past. We hiked, and relaxed, and it was so scenic in places that I could have cried.

A few weeks after we got back into town, and at the beginning of my 13th week, I had a miscarriage. Of course. Just what I needed, and just when I was starting to get used to the whole idea of the pregnancy actually being viable. SO, I'm now anemic again, (I'm sure), but can't seem to get myself together to start doing the iron infusions again, or go to the DR to get anything taken care of. Within about two weeks of that, my in-laws flew right back out to help take care of the kids, so I could just stay in bed with the covers over my head for another two weeks. While in bed, I picked up this awful flu like thing, that has this cough that just won't go away. I sound awful, and I can't seem to shake it. Thankfully now, I have no other symptoms other than the bloody cough.

It's been about 3 weeks since they left, and I'm starting to feel like myself again. I've finally left the house, started back to the gym (because of course while I was pregnant, I ate like a friggin' horse, and put on 26lbs) so I'm trying to work that off, and would like to find some more of the old motivation I'd usually have.

The last 4 days have been hellish - we've been stuck in the house because the kids got whatever God awful thing I've had (and still have), snotty noses, and this bad cough, so taking them to kids club, or playgroups has not been an option. It's amazing how crazy you can go after a few days straight in the house with two toddlers. We finally got out today and went to Savage Mill, and walked on the trail, and then ate lunch at the tavern.

I've also got new furniture.... however, take my advice, NEVER pick out furniture on the internet when you're depressed. It arrived today and I'm hoping it gets more comfortable, really soon.