If you follow my blog then you will know that Dad2BabyInsomniac had a motocross accident in May, resulting in a broken leg and ankle. I had the most stressful two weeks of my life following the accident, as I am sure he did, and it lead to me completely freaking out about death. It was the realisation that all it takes is one moment to your life to change that scared me so much.
I adjusted though and life with Dad2BabyInsomniac not walking became normal, well normal to me and Iyla, I know that he has been counting down the minutes to when he will be able to walk again. He has been so positive about the whole thing and it must have paid off because on Thursday he was told that he can bear weight again, four weeks earlier than expected.
It is amazing news and I am so happy for him but as happy as I am, I feel a bit sad about returning to our previous ‘normal’ life.
Firstly because I have LOVED having him around all the time. We have spent pretty much 24 hours a day with each other for two months but I have really enjoyed it. People keep asking me if he has been driving me insane but he just hasn’t. Of course he’s had his moments but his accident seems to have made him a lot more content and appreciative of the things he has in life so he has been a lot happier. Something which I hope lasts! It has also been really nice for Iyla to have him around so much, she is so concerned about him all the time and tells him to be careful when going up the stairs, bless her.
And secondly because I haven’t had to worry about him so much while he has been at home because sitting on the sofa isn’t that dangerous. I used to worry about him a lot before his accident but I know that I am going to be so much worse now. When in the car there could be crashes, when at work he could be electrocuted, when in a field he could be struck by lightning…okay I don’t actually worry about the last one, well not that much anyway.
Then there is the fact that due to his quick recovery, he now thinks he is some kind of ‘super healer’. This, together with the fact that he never actually got around to selling his motocross bike means that it is only a matter of time before he wants to get back on it. He told me a while ago that he was definitely planning to but now the idea is becoming more of a reality it is worrying. Apparently nothing else matches riding a motocross bike so I know I have to accept he will be doing it again but I will never have the relaxed opinion of it that I did before.
Oh well, I guess it is like we have had a holiday and now it is back to normal life again. It is great that his recovery has gone so well and at least I don’t have to do EVERY LITTLE THING around the house anymore.
For the next two months, all the nappies are his!