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New Year, New Me

2012 is starting off so good. If I hadn't just finished a year of hell, I'd probably be worried right now...but I know that we deserve this. We deserve a GOOD year.

I had surgery on Jan 18th...probably the LAST surgery for a very long time. Hopefully forever. I had my ovaries out (it's called an oophorectomy..which I think is a really cool word to say). I also had my reconstruction fixed (scar revision, fix the tummy tuck, and plump up the radiated breast). It's kind of cool that my rack now consists of my belly, hips and even a little of my butt! HA.

Matt is currently in Monterey at CIB school (detective school). He starts his awesome new schedule on Feb 13th! While I already miss him so much, I know that in two weeks it will be so worth it.

Reagan and Charlie are just as awesome as usual. Reagan still loves Kindergarten, and Charlie loves her daycare. Reagan just signed up for TBall, so soon she will be doing gymnastics, swim, and tball...not to mention her Daisy's... which means GIRL SCOUT COOKIE TIME!!!!!

And Charlie is going to start ballet in March. She's been practicing around the house for months now..so Matt and I figure it's probably time to see if she really likes it!

And me, well once I fully recover from this surgery I will start training for the Avon walk in July! I'm a little nervous about the fundraising...and  LOT nervous about walking 39 miles in 2 days. But I know now that I can do anything.

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  1. Sanchez FamilyJanuary 30, 2012 at 4:01 PM

    Hell YA, you can do anything!!!! THe walk will be like a walk in the park compared to what you've been though!! Can't wait for the training, that ends at....!!! xoxo

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