seven days in

The new year's baby is seven days old now, and other than a return to the world of work for me, the year has been fairly uneventful so far. New Year's Eve was the perfect time to get my yearly drastic haircut, for I truly enjoy ringing in a new year newly shorn. The weather has been wacky this week, going from some seriously brisk 20s early in the week (just in time to stand on the playground at school) to the mid 60s today.

We spent today trying to appreciate this brief sneak preview of spring, for there's still a lot of winter ahead of us. Hubby wanted to go to a local lake and ride bikes with the kids, because now that Red is truly proficient on her bike, Pudge can get on the trail-a-bike attachment to his bike and everyone has a seat. Well, everyone but this bike-less and not too cycling-enthusiastic mom. But it worked out for me to be the pack mule that carried everything out to the gazebo over the lake near the middle part of the park and hold down the fort. After some riding time, the riders joined me for some lunch and general low-key family time.

It was lovely.

I'm afraid this was just the calm before the storm, though, for this week brings Hubby's knee surgery, to reconstruct an ACL in his left knee after tearing his over a month ago when playing basketball. He's been working hard doing some rehab during these weeks, and there's much more of that in his future. For him, 2012 will be the year of physical therapy and healing. Needless to say, he's not looking forward to this week.

So,  mixed emotions prevail as we start this year. I'm thankful for all the wonderful aspects of our life right now, and I'm smart enough to recognize that there are too many to count. But, it's also nerve-wracking to know that some difficult times lay ahead. I'm going to try my best to do as much as I possibly can for Hubby as he recovers, but I know it won't be enough, and he'll have to deal with some hellish times. Please, 2012. Please have some good times ahead, too.


Not ready for this week,