Mike might have a torn ACL. My tough guy took an extremely painful (fluke) hit in the knee playing flag football and has been home for the past four days trying to recover. It seems to be getting better a teeny-tiny bit each day, but is still nowhere near back to normal.
As of right now Michael and I only have preventative care insurance so, needless to say, a fifteen thousand dollar surgery for a torn ACL would have to come out of pocket. We are praying that it’s not that serious. Perhaps a severe sprain? We would like to hold onto the down payment for our future home that we have been saving for the past 6 months.
However, I want more for my wonderful husband not to be in so much pain anymore and to have his leg back to normal. So, we will keep praying as well as figure out a way to get full medical coverage for us to prevent this from happening again.
I think it’s really important that Mike and I have our time together alone. With him working full time, and me taking care of the boys, we hardly get to focus on each other. Sometimes I forget how we got where we are now. It all started with us…
Michael and Bianca. We fell in love with each other and with that love, brought our two beautiful boys into this world. We need time together to fall in love over and over again. So, we have date nights. It works and I love it.
Looking at baby pictures of Max hurts my heart. I can not believe how quickly he’s growing up and it makes me sad. Even though I am with him 97 percent of his daily life, I feel like I’m unable to give him the undivided attention that I would like him to have. Today, just he and I walked to the park and played and then he joined me on a 3 mile run. It was perfect.
Sometimes I worry that I don’t give Levi the attention that I gave Max when he was a baby. I know that I haven’t been taking as many pictures of Levi as I did Max and I feel like I don’t have much time to just sit on the floor and play, sing, or talk to him either. Last week I was able to do a little shopping with just Levi and it was wonderful. It’s crazy how much easier it is running around with just one baby rather than two. It was nice to be able to observe, adore, interact with, and focus on my sweet little baby.
Perhaps I overanalyzing, but I really enjoy and appreciate my one-on-one time with each of my boys!
