I have been putting in the work. Walking. Eating right. Not cheating on my diet. I had some health issues that my doctor discovered, and I worked really hard to get to a goal weight of 208 pounds. I finally hit my goal weight. I bought a smart scale to celebrate and memorialize where I'm at today. And the first thing it did was tell me I was obese and send me a notification asking if I would like weight loss advice.

Sometimes you just feel like life is 5 steps forward and 10 steps back.

I feel like this post flair is appropriate.

Livia runs the pioneering farming project Quintosapore in Italy's Umbria with her twin brothers Alessandro and Nicola Giuggioli. The farm champions biomimicry, biodiversity, and regenerative practices.

Livia has been a vocal advocate for Palestinian human rights and has publicly criticized public figures who have downplayed the atrocities in Gaza.

In October 2025 she tore up her honorary MBE in protest over Donald Trump’s state visit to the UK and his “poisonous rhetoric”.

*TW for details about medical emergencies and surgery*

This is an update to my last post, but I also need to vent and keep myself from spiraling right now.

My 1.5 year old went in this past Tuesday for his tonsillectomy, adenoidectomy, and fundoplication. He also has a congenital heart defect (partial AVSD). The plan has always been that he would be having his AVSD repair when he’s between 2.5-3yo, when he’s bigger and stronger, because it’s a major open heart surgery.

We still aren’t entirely sure why, but toward the end of surgery on Tuesday, all of his vitals dropped and he started to have trouble with his heart. They were able to stabilize him, and they did an echocardiogram which showed severe valve leakage. We can’t know for sure if this is somehow related to the surgery, or if this would have happened regardless. Either way, his team made the decision that he needs his AVSD repair now.

He has been in the PICU since Tuesday, and they’ve kept him heavily sedated for the most part to reduce strain on his heart.

Then today at 2:15pm he was taken to the OR for his AVSD repair. We were told it would be between 4.5-6 hours. It’s 4:31 as I’m typing this. It feels like time is moving so, so slowly right now.

I am a ball of pure anxiety right now. I know this is all kind of a jumbled mess - I haven’t slept much since Tuesday, and I’m writing this to keep myself focused on something other than staring at the time.
My husband and I have been taking turns being at the hospital with our son and the hotel with our daughter. We’re both trying not to scare her, because she is so worried about him - but I’m sure she can see that we are too.

We’ve managed to stay near the hospital in a hotel for the past two nights, but we cannot afford more than that, and we checked out this morning. I have no idea what we are going to do for tonight yet, but I’m considering that a problem for later.
Luckily, my husband was able to take an additional 4 days off work, and his boss was understanding given the circumstances.
We’re on the waiting list for Ronald McDonald House, but there is one family above us on the list as well, so I’m not very hopeful that space will open up for us.
We don’t have the gas to drive home and back here every day, and our daughter can’t visit him in the hospital until he’s moved from the PICU to the cardiac step down unit. He’s going to be in the PICU for another 2-3 days and then in the cardiac step down unit for 5-6 days. It will all depend on how he’s doing. They only allow one parent to stay here with him through the night. Once he’s able to come home, full recovery will be about 6-8 weeks.

Please send some love our way - healing energy, support, and/or prayers are all greatly appreciated. We really need all of the strength and energy we can get right now to pull our little guy through this. His name is Noah, if anyone would like to say a prayer for him. 💚

I just want to hold my baby. It’s all I can think about. I need him to be okay, I need to see him open his eyes. The fact that I haven’t been able to pick him up and hold him and comfort him for the past two days feels more wrong than I can describe.

*Pictured - nutrigrain bars and a strawberry milk that my daughter and I shared in bed at our hotel this morning, because I have zero appetite and that’s all I’ve had to eat today*

Thanks for reading! ❤️

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