Ups and downs
It's been a while since posting. It's been busy. It's been up and down.
My gorgeous little man turned 6 and started Prep. He is exhausted with trying to sit still and concentrate but he is doing so well. He is so keen to be a big boy and rumble with the big boys at school.
This is his first full week and we've done a deal on an earlier bedtime in return for participating in afterschool sport once a week (preps are exempt).
He is happy - we'll see how this week goes... Overnight he has grown up so much. He didn't want me to sing to him anymore, he didn't want to wear a night nappy (and is suddenly almost dry at night!), he wanted me to drop him at the school gate, he wants to carry his own bag. But he is still my baby and he said I could sing to him at night if I really wanted too (and yes, he still sings along so I guess there is something little still there).
I just love him to bits - his kisses make me melt, there is something so sweet about little boys.
I've started new medication. It's OK. I'm more tired than I would like. There are a few side effects I'm learning to manage. It is what it is - I am very lucky. I am receiving this drug via a compassionate access program from the drug company - I am beyhond grateful. I hope it works. You see - I've never given up hope something will work - I still hold out for the miracle - am I crazy? Probably...
It's been a rough start to the year. 2 funerals in quick succession. Another I couldn't get to. Friends making final plans and receiving end of life care, others in and out of hospital. There are days I can't stand it. I want out of the whirlpool. I work on my helath and wellness still. I've just returned from a lovely walk. I am off to accupuncture soon and will have a restful afternoon before getting the kids. I swam the Mt Martha Ocean race on Australia day. I look so healthy!
I went to Tracey's funeral feeling very low. Tracey was wonderful and warm and determined yet this bloody disease took her away. Then after her funeral and hearing her family and being reminded of how she lived her life I thought it a disservice to her memory to brood for too long.
Unfortunately one of the impacts of the drugs on me is it is affecting my moods greatly. Hopefully I have a plan in place to manage this with my next cycle which starts tomorrow. I am feeling so great today it is hard to back up again tomorrow.
So there is just life happening - with the hurdles thrown in. We keep jumping or tripping over them but currently up and running.
A x