Those of you who know me well know that I had surgery last Thursday to remove an ovarian cyst. Overall, the surgery went well. They removed the cyst through the scope; however, due to a small amount of bleeding, they had to open me up and examine my intestines. Long story short, I have about an inch and a half incision down from my belly button and I had to stay in the hospital for two days. Although I’m not thrilled about having another scar, the worst part of it is that I’m not supposed to pick Brooks up for 2-4 weeks. (I’m thinking this really means 1-2 weeks.) I know that all of you mothers out there who delivered their babies by c-section have went through this and my heart goes out to you. I’m not trying to be melodramatic here. I know it is a short period of time and that I have no room complaining. It’s just that it’s situations like these that really make you appreciate all of your blessings. Being able to pick up and care for my baby is something that I took for granted. I think back to days when all he wanted was to be held and I complained (to myself) that I couldn’t get anything done around the house. Now, all I want is to pick him up and hold him. I want to be able to give him a bath by myself, play with him like normal, be his mom. Luckily for me it won’t be much longer until I will be able to do all of these things. Also, luckily for me, I have a wonderful support system- my husband and parents who have stepped right in to take over all of the things that I’m unable to do. I know that some other mothers out there are not so lucky. Good health is something that we all certainly take for granted until it is taken from us. I couldn’t imagine being really sick or injured for an extended period of time and unable to care for Brooks. My life is so much bigger than me now. So, today I pray for all of the parents out there who are not well enough to care for their children and I thank God for blessing me in so many ways.