Most times when you are in the midst of a crisis or problem, it’s hard to focus on anything but the moment you are living in. That, or your mind makes up crazy scenarios of possible outcomes, some of which are not so great.

Your hope is that things will turn out exactly how you want them to, but the reality is that’s not always the case. This educational dilemma we are having with Ella is borderline consuming me. I found a new advocate today who seems to be on top of her game, and validated the concerns we are having. That’s a great start. It seems like this could be quite the battle and COVID, compounded with the uncertainty of what school will look like in September, is only complicating things more.

I have spoken to so many highly qualified and involved people within the special education community over the last few days, and have written down and listened to everything that was said. Steve and I have also had many heartfelt conversations of what we would ultimately like Ella’s academic future to look like. There is still much more to discuss, but I promise that once it’s all resolved, you will get the full story. Right now we are just trying to come up with the best course of action. It’s not something we can be rushed into.

While most posts involve the kiddos, I did want to provide a quick little update on me. In the next few months I will be resolving some lingering medical issues. Since Jack has been born I have been having some complications from the pregnancy. I have been following up with my OBGYN and primary care doctor every few months for bloodwork and to check in. Two big decisions were made in June.

My iron numbers are extremely low and I have been referred to a blood doctor. My primary care physician thinks I might need a transfusion or two to get those numbers back up. I have a consult on Friday to see exactly where we are with that. I am always so tired and looking for any extra energy I can find. Bringing these numbers up should be helpful and give me an energy boost. Apparently the iron pills I am taking just aren’t cutting it.

After much consideration and consultation with my OBGYN, it has also been decided that come September, I will be having a partial hysterectomy. At the end of February I had an outpatient procedure hoping to rectify some problems I had been experiencing. During the COVID quarantine I realized that procedure was ineffective. My future options were limited, and based on my medical history, this seems like the right choice.

It’s bittersweet for me. I am so thankful I will be free of pain and discomfort, but I am getting rid of the piece of my body that safely carried all three of our babies for nine months. I assure you it won’t be used anymore but I have an attachment to it. Thankfully my ovaries will remain and Dr. Murph will only be taking my uterus, fallopian tubes, and cervix.

In the almost eleven years that Steve and I have been together we always comment on how when things happen, they all come at once. Ella’s Boston trip, Schoolgate 2020, and now this. We somehow always find a way to get through what’s thrown our way and most of the time come out of it all in a better place.

These next few months will be busy for sure. Thanks for coming along on the ride.

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