Homecoming

Well, I have a bad feeling that after Today ("the big day"), I will be blogging some insane and crazy things, as Steve comes home and I am return to work. I will not make sense and probably speak in half sentences. But all is well, we will certainly make due. The devil is in the details and being a person who believes in God I think what that means is that the half forgotten details that can ruin everything is evil! Like, how to get the girls to daycare, school and myself to work, all before 7:45am...?! How to potty train a two year on a raised seat, with a wobbling dora potty seat on the top of the toilet mountain?! How to get two girls ready, make sure that my husband has ever thing he needs, since I will be gone for over 6 hours and make myself look presentable, so that I don't scare the children at my work?! I am glad to hear that the 80's hair is back, I have lots of hairspray and no time to style!

The "equipment" was delivered yesterday, ready for Steve, with the small exception of a transfer bench for the tub (the promise is to deliver tomorrow morning). He has many new fun tools (or toys depending on your perspective). The dressing tools, are apparently helpful for someone who broke their legs OR for someone who is four and has suddenly forgot how to put her shorts on unaided. The walker, the best toy, I mean tool. I hope that Steve can use the walker to get around our house, with two children dangling from the sides... The wheelchair, I can't even begin to describe the amount of fun the wheelchair is, all I know that if Andrea ever hurts her legs, she is ready and well versed is how to maneuver a wheelchair, she has only run over Erica once and that was "an accident" (sometimes you have to try to see if your little sister will actually move).

We made two signs, with the help of me and Miss Julia. We bought a cake, so we are ready to welcome him home. I am not sure what is enstore for when he comes home, he has been gone for nearly one month, but I am so happy that he is recovery steadily each day. In a small way, I can imagine how the families of military personnel feel, with the exception that my situation is some much safer. He has been safe this whole time, in a hospital recovering and not in a terrifying war situation. So, lately, with the pending homecoming and making sure that each family member has a role in this changed family, I have been saying small prayers to the military personnel.

He is using a walker for everything, so that is neat, he will have a basket on this walker to help him carry things. He is young, but I can't help thinking of my grandfather in his eighties... so I laugh every so often (silently of course). We are getting a parking pass, so that we can park in the handicap spot, which is troublesome for me, because I like to park in the back of the lot (got to get in those blasted 10,000 steps per day you know). So I think that I will park so he can manage and then do laps around him as he clunks in.

Our next adventure, is that we are going to go hiking with our buddies, their blog was so funny about hiking with a family of four children, that I think, heck, we are up for anything now...

May God bless you (and us!).

Take care,

Kendra