Two years ago, on May 19th, I suffered a spontaneous traumatic brain injury; the cause is still unknown. I remember May 19, 2013 like it was yesterday. I remember laying in the hospital bed in the ICU, unable to move my body, thinking I may not make it out of there. At the time, I was so confused, scared and sad. At the time, I never could have pictured all the changes my life would go through in just two short years.
Looking back today only makes me look forward. I remember laying in the hospital bed with tears in my eyes listening to my husband ask the neurosurgeon if the injury would have any affect on my ability to get pregnant or carry a child. Here I am, two years later, eight months pregnant with our second baby. Despite initial concerns from my OBGYN, my brain injury will not impact my ability to deliver this baby and endure hours of pushing (if I need to).
Looking back, I remember questioning the meaning of life and the way I was living mine. I knew I wanted to make changes, but I had been unmotivated or uninspired until that point. Once fully recovered, I found a creative outlet for myself, blogging. I re-engaged with my physical fitness routines. I also decided to go back to work, and was very lucky to have been quickly hired by one of the nation’s top PR and Social Media firms. Although I have gone from stay-at-home mom, to full-time working mom, to part-time working mom, and back to stay-at-home mom, the process has helped me discover what works for my family and the type of work that I am passionate about. I feel confident that when I am ready to go back, I will be presented with wonderful opportunities.
3 months before my brain injury, my husband left his job at a law firm to start his own. A once 2 income family was now a zero income family. While this was something we saved and planned for, we were not expecting medical bills or having to pay for my son to be in daycare while I recovered. I remember thinking my injury may hold us back from doing the things we wanted to do, and especially hold us back from moving to our ideal neighborhood. Yet, they did not. I could not be more proud of my husband’s recent professional accomplishments. And, today on May 19th, I am typing this post surrounded by boxes getting ready to move to that very neighborhood on Friday.
The point I am trying to make is, life can change unexpectedly. You may find yourself feeling down, worried, wondering how things will ever get back on track. But in those moments of despair, try to remember things can only go up from your lowest point. Try to remember, life moves forward!