Keep On Keepin' On

We have officially been in San Diego for three months now! To say it is all that we imagined would be a complete lie. We have had a fairly difficult time since we have been here. Don't get me wrong it is beautiful and amazing and we have had an amazing time however, some unexpected small tragedies have held us back a little... Okay, A LOT!

So, our big move went pretty well. We were of course completely unprepared and ended up leaving like eight hours after we were suppose to however, all was fine and we got here in one piece on time.

We had a little trouble finding a place to live but, ended up with an AMAZING apartment in a little island town called Coronado. Coronado is quite possibly the most picture perfect little town you will ever come across. It is about seventy percent Navy families and another good portion retired couples. It is one of those towns where everyone seems to know everyone and you can ride your bike to get absolutely everywhere you need to go. We live right on the boardwalk which surrounds the bay between us and San Diego. There are several little shops and cute little cafe type restaurants just a short walk down the boardwalk.

Living in Coronado has really made me excited to start our family. Riding our bikes to the beach one night I found myself lost in daydreams about what our children would be like growing up in Coronado. As we rode along the otherwise quite streets I could here children laughing and jumping on a trampoline in a back yard close by. There was a group of children playing hide N seek running between the houses and across the streets. it was quite literally perfection.

We did quite a bit of exploring and lounging around the first few weeks we were here and then we got adventurous and decided to try surfing...

This is were it got complicated. While surfing, I was hit by a falling sail on a sail boat and knocked off of my board. Ben took care of me that night and we made an appointment for an orthopedic surgeon the next day.

After my X-Rays and MRI we nervously waited for the doctor's results. He was shaking his head as he walked in the room with the X-Rays. As he inserted them onto that nifty little wall lamp surgeons have he laughed and said, "Well you sure did it up right!" He even proceeded to show off my X-Rays to his partners as they all said, "Wow", and "OH, cool", and "How the Heck.."

Yep, I did it up right, alright! I had shattered my knee and split my tibia, vertically, right down the center. Apparently an old injury from high school never quite healed correctly and helped this new injury right along into catastrophic territory.

Two weeks later I had surgery to repair my knee and leg and was prescribed bed rest for the next six to eight weeks... This I can tell you has not been fun in the least bit! To top it all off, while I was in the waiting room waiting to go in for surgery I got an e-mail offering me a job that, because of the bed rest, I was not able to take.

Ben has been pretty amazing and has stepped up doing the laundry, cooking, grocery shopping, cleaning and taking care of me but it has been extremely hard, for me and for him. I am grumpy most of the time because I have been stuck in four walls for almost two months now and he is grumpy because he is tired and way overworked.

Last week, we are pretty sure that I had a miscarriage, even though we did not know I was even pregnant. It was really strange for me. On one hand I felt a little devastated but on the other I felt relief and lucky because we certainly did not need me to be pregnant on crutches. Also, with all of the X-Rays lately I would have been extremely worried throughout our first child's entire pregnancy and most of their childhood due to all of the terrible complications and cancer risks that come with X-Ray exposure in the first trimester. We have told ourselves that everything will be fine and our time for a family will come soon but, it is all just so disappointing. We just always seem to get knocked down just as we are standing back up.

We have muddled through and it is getting much better. We always pick ourselves up and dust ourselves off and keep on keeping on...

This weekend Ben's parents came to visit. We rented a wheelchair and I got to go out, without going to the doctor, for the first time in two months. We took them to the Cliff Hanger Cafe for lunch and to watch the gliders and hung out by the fire at their hotel next door to us. We had dinner on the boardwalk and took in the Miramar Air Show in San Diego. All in all it was a great weekend.

Next weekend my KO is coming to visit. I am super excited to see her! We are sure to have a blast and she always knows how to raise my spirits.

So, right now we are trucking our way out of a valley but we are sure to find a new and undiscovered peak soon. Three more months in San Diego and then we are off to San Francisco for six months of new adventures!