Life Lately - Trevor's Surgery

Doesn't his face say it all? haha

I have been a tad silent on the blog lately and that would be because life has really been insane! We have been so busy and not in the I feel fulfilled and am loving it kind of way. I need a break! haha I hit a point last week where I realized that I had been trying to do to much and my body didn't appreciate it. Sometimes I want to go at my normal pace and have to remind myself, "Alycia, you are pregnant! Slow down!" I have been having a hard time slowing down, especially with all I want to get done before this baby girl arrives! My to-do list just got a little more intense seeing that Trevor went and broke his foot last week. Yup! Trevor bought a dirt bike not too long ago, and has been loving it. Anytime anyone ever comes over he wants to give them a ride. My brother and his wife came over and he decided he needed to take Alex for a spin, so off they went for a quick few laps around the neighborhood. Well that didn't go so well, and there was a crash. Nothing too bad but unfortunately for Trevor his crazy antics finally caught up to him. I can't believe with the crazy stunts he pulls this is the first time he has legitimately hurt himself. I mean he is 30 years old. I guess one good thing came out of this, I believe Trevor has finally learned his lesson. His break actually required surgery. And the reality of that opened up his eyes to the fact that he should probably be more conservative and cautious sometimes. I love that Trevor is an adrenaline seeker but sometimes he pushes things a little far and is so intense. I am happy with us getting older and now bringing a baby into the world he might take it down a few notches. You can have fun without risking your life! haha

 

The looks we get walking together at the store. Me pregnant, Trevor broken... oh it is priceless! haha

 

Surgery was yesterday and it was a very long day. We got there on time and he was prepped right away all to find out they were running behind. Like an hour and a half behind. So that wasn't fun, but thankfully I was there to keep him company. Before Trevor kept insisting I didn't need to be there, but I after this whole experience he was very happy I was with him. I was happy I was there too. After his surgery when he was still coming to I was able to help him get dressed and feed him. I am happy I was the one that was doing that and not a nurse. I had a moment while trying to get him back into his clothes by myself behind the curtain where I just felt so much love for him. I was helping my husband who was helpless and needed me, and there wasn't anywhere else I would rather be than there doing that for him. Might sound silly and cheesy but I just felt so grateful that we have each other and love each other so much. The marriage relationship really is sacred and special.

 

Trevor was pretty funny the rest of the night, he was very much still feeling the affects of anesthesia and I would write out all the ridiculous things he said but since this is a public journal of sorts I will keep some things private. My husband does work in the professional world and you never know who will read here, so I wouldn't want to say something that would embarrass him or offended someone, haha but let's just say he made me almost wet my pants!

Trevor will forever have a screw in his foot, right where the big toe bone meets the joint in his foot! The doctor said it "shouldn't" go off in airports, I liked that choice of words, shouldn't HA! He also said he "should" be walking by the time the baby comes, so let's hope that is true! Basically it looks like our summer plans to fix up certain parts of the house might take a little longer to get done now. Oh well, life happens. At least he is okay, that is all that matters to me. Everything else in life is just fluff. We sure do make a funny looking couple though, me being pregnant and him on crutches. I won't lie, my body is exhausted doing double the work. I have to get everything for him and I basically serve him all night when I get home from work. I do it because I love him, but this pregnant body is tired. I just keep thinking about the end goal of our summer, our baby girl! Trevor keeps telling me how thankful he is and that he will be my servant when our little girl arrives, haha. I don't know when you need the help more, before or after? I guess Trevor is good practice for our baby girl, because let's be honest, we will both be serving HER for awhile haha Either way, I am happy we are in this together. We couldn't stop talking about having a little girl while waiting at the hospital all day yesterday. Parenthood is just around the corner, and we are stoked!