New Adventures

As it turns out, there's not much fun about recuperating from surgery.  I'd say the biggest upside is a lot of sleep that I wouldn't ordinarily get.  Well, that and the cookie delight that I made myself the night before going in for my surgery.  But after the anesthesia, pain meds, and the tube down my throat, even that tasted funny.  Mostly, it's just been a lot of soreness, boredom, no appetite, and watching from the sidelines while others take care of my baby, thankful for their help but missing my snuggles like crazy.  I'm truly thankful that I've got a husband and family who are willing to jump in and help while I'm down and out.  Meanwhile, I've felt pretty useless around here this past week.  But, life goes on.  Wyatt hasn't slowed down one bit.  In fact, he's taken walking up to a new level.  He's been taking a few steps here and there for a month or so, as he took a notion, but has still been crawling as his main mode of getting around, especially if he was in a hurry.  But a couple of days ago, he decided that he really wanted to walk.  He's still a little wobbly-legged, but it's one of the cutest things that I've ever seen.  I cheered him from my arm chair, wishing that I could get in the floor with him, but glad that I was at least awake to see it.  Life is speeding up around here!