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We had quite an interesting and busy week this past week.

Taylor~ Turned 2 on Tuesday!

We had Mickey Mouse pancakes with sprinkles and candles

for breakfast, played with her new kitchen, baby, stroller, and high chair,

and sang Happy Birthday all day long!

She also had her 2 year check-up on Tuesday...and got an A+!

She weighs 26 pounds and is 33 inches tall...

that puts her in the 50% for both!

Perfect. :)

Tuesday night we had dinner at my parents house and left-over birthday party cake for dessert! We lit more candles for Taylor to blow out, but again, she wouldn't do it. She waited for Matt to blow them out, and then said "again." We did this several times hoping she'd eventually blow them out herself, but no.

Taylor ended up spending the night at my parent's house that night (and the rest of the week) because I was having a laparoscopy (where they go thru your belly button) early Wednesday morning. After several months of tests, we decided that this was the best thing for me to do at this point. Since my first miscarriage over a year ago, I've continually had cysts (some simple, some complex) and have only ovulated sporadically. Then, after another miscarriage and more cysts that wouldn't go away, it was time to figure out what's going on in there. So...I had 3 cysts removed from my right ovary, another one drained on my right fallopian tube, and another one drained on my left ovary. She was kind enough to clean up the scar on my uterus from my c-section, too. The procedure left me with 3 incisions in my tummy, some disgusting pictures of my female reproductive organs, and a bottle of Vicodin. I'm not gonna lie, it hurts. Today is the first day I'm actually feeling pretty good. I've had to sleep on the couch the last 2 nights because laying down flat, which is the only way I can lay, is excruciating. The worst part, is the referred pain in my shoulders and chest. During a laparoscopy, they use gas to inflate your abdomen to give the doctors room to move and see. That gas irritates the nerve below your diaphragm, which in turn gives you a referred shoulder pain. Weird, I know.

I've been taking it easy and trying to get lots of rest the last few days, which was actually pretty easy to do since Taylor wasn't here. Matt and I have watched a few movies and a lot of TV. I've read several magazines and taken a few daytime naps (SO not like me!).

Matt took Wednesday and Thursday off work and has been taking really good care of me. Helping me in/out of bed and up/down from the couch, toilet, dinner table, etc. He's helped me change my clothes, kept my water bottle full, kept me well-nourished, washed dishes and cleaned up after all of us, and even gave me a little bell to ring in case I needed anything when he wasn't in the room. What a guy! :)

Wednesday night my mom and dad brought Taylor over for a visit and then took her back home with them. It was a really odd feeling saying good-bye to her as she left our home to stay somewhere else. (not as odd as the feeling I had saying goodbye to her at my parent's house when I was going into surgery the next morning...you have no idea the horrible things that were going thru my mind.) It always seems so empty without her here. Quiet, and nice for a few days...but empty. We always take comfort in the fact that she has an absolute ball at my mom and dad's though! She eats well, sleeps great, and has so much fun with her Gramma and Papa...and they love having her! They are certainly a blessing, and without them...well, I just don't know how we'd do it sometimes. Thanks mom and dad, for all your help and for making it so much easier for me to rest and recover! We love you! :)

So this weekend, we're keeping it low key.

We'll probably go for a drive somewhere later today, and then tomorrow will be our typical Sunday spent in NFL gear, watching football. I plan on going back to work on Monday, so I'm really hoping that I continue to keep feeling better with each new day. I might even get to sleep next to my hubby tonight! :)