It’s that back to school time again when despite that fact that it’s been 15 years since I left school I am overwhelmed by the desire to buy stationery and new shoes. I love September it feels so full of promise, potential and fresh starts, exactly how we are supposed to feel about spring?! The one thing I have noticed this September however is that rather than feeling full of zeal and enthusiasm I am exhausted. This summer has left me absolutely drained.
|Lake District Fun|
Despite having been a mum of a child with complex needs for approaching 2 years now when someone says the word holiday I envisage relaxation, sitting by a pool or enjoying a nice glass of wine watching the sun go down. I really should have learnt that the reality of holidays with Imogen is somewhat different. We recently spent a week in The Lake District. The days were perfect, fun filled, relaxing and heavenly. The nights were very hard work, Imogen was very unsettled, sad and full of a very ordinary cold but knowing her as we do we knew that any kind of illness can get very scary very quickly and so we spent most of every night soothing her and rocking her and watching endless episodes of night garden while I dangled out of the window trying to get a signal on my phone in case we did need to get her to medical help quickly. It was almost surreal the contrast between the glorious days and the hideous nights needless to say we all slept very well on our first night home in our own beds, one road away from the hospital.
|Pinch an inch (or a mm)|
This week I have a carers assessment at our GPs. Bizarrely I am concerned about embarrassing myself because although I am incredibly well supported and completely happy don’t you find that there is always a risk that when someone sincerely asks ‘and how are you’ you might just burst into tears. No? Just me then?
In other more entertaining news today Mojo laughed for 20 minutes at the word pom-pom. It was awesome.