Home
We are home. I thought those words would bring so much more relief than they have. Now, please don't get me wrong, I am beyond grateful to be home and that Leo is recovering well. That's true. AND. I have a lot of anxiety about being home and caring for my child who has spastic quadriplegic cerebral palsy recovering from spinal fusion surgery in a cervical collar with an incision on the back of his neck. Brad has significantly less anxiety than me, but still some. It's not been easy for either of us. Before I get into all of it, I'd like to state that I'm not trying to complain. While I am definitely struggling with some self-pity at times (for sure), I'm not trying to complain here. I'm trying to put words to what I'm feeling. There's other feelings mixed in with being home, too. We lost a baby on January 13th, 2026. I was 15 weeks pregnant. My body is postpartum right now. And my hormones are thoroughly out of sync, not in n...