A/N: So I had this really random idea about Lexie making a family blog after surviving the plane crash to chronicle the little moments of her life with Mark and this fic was born. I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's Anatomy.

June 20, 2012

I moved from the hospital to Mark's apartment last week. Since Callie and Arizona are having some problems right now as a result of Arizona's leg amputation, Mark and I end up with Sofia most nights. He had his first day back at work today and was going to drop Sofia off at daycare, but she refused to go. She wrapped her little arms around my neck and said she wanted to stay with "Mama Wexie".

Not gonna lie I think I became a mom today because I swear at that moment I realized that I love her even more than I love Mark. She's my baby.

June 27, 2012

Physical therapy sucks. I'm probably going to be paralyzed from the waist down anyway so I really don't see the point in going through all this pain when there's a ten percent chance of me walking again.

Oh, right, I have a niece and a future stepdaughter I want to be able to chase around. I'm doing this for them.

July 10, 2012

I swear to god if Mark gets home late on the first night that Sofia hasn't been with us in weeks, I'm going to make him sleep on the couch for a month. Unless he has a really good reason, obviously, I'm not a terrible person.

He's just a really great human pillow.

July 24, 2012

I've started getting really depressed on the nights that Sofia doesn't stay with us. I just miss her so much. Mark was really surprised at how much of a mama bear I've become.

Well what did he expect? She called me "Mama Wexie" once and I was a goner.

Maybe if I FaceTime Callie she'll let me say goodnight.

August 1, 2012

I took my first steps in PT today. I fell down right after and had to be helped back into my wheelchair, but I walked!

I was also named chief resident for next year. I'm actually not dreading the paperwork that comes with the job as much as I thought I would. Gotta have something to do if all I can do are scheduled surgeries because of the wheelchair right?

August 19, 2012

Mark stubbed his toe on the doorframe this morning and promptly screamed like a little girl. I'm not trying to be mean, I just legitimately thought it was Sofia until I realized she wasn't with us last night.

I don't think he appreciated my offer to "kiss his ouchie better" like I do with Sofia, but maybe that's because I was laughing so hard while I said it. I think his exact words were "bite me".

Yeah I know he enjoys it but I doubt that's going to make his toe hurt any less.

September 5, 2012

Being chief resident is awesome, even if I am stuck in a wheelchair. I have my own office, Derek lets me scrub in on all of his surgeries, and Meredith sometimes sneaks me into the attending's lounge because all the good snacks are there.

Plus the wheelchair ultimately means I have more free time throughout the day to go down to daycare and hang with Zola and Sofia.

Best job ever.