I haven't written much lately. It's not that I haven't wanted to...it just hasn't happened. The reasons for such have become complex and convoluted. I wanted to write a couple of weeks ago and tell everyone how we escaped down to Grand Forks for my birthday (Maya's idea of course). It's amazing how just getting away for a couple of days can relax and rejuvenate someone. I spent the day swimming with the girls and shopping. We went out for supper of course, and I had deep fried cheesecake for dessert. Imagine the calories!!! : ) It was a great day and I didn't cry once. Even the girls noticed that mommy was happy on her birthday this year.
Upon returning home however, Aria developed a chest cold that she is still getting over. There were a few days where Mike and I were both holding our breath praying that we wouldn't have to take her in. We fully understand that she is a healthy baby and does not have SMA but chest colds in babies can turn nasty quickly and we didn't want to have her in hospital.
Thankfully, her cold has gotten much better but she now has a minor ear infection which isn't making anything easier. I keep crossing my fingers that she will wake up better tomorrow. Last night she and I slept for a five hour stretch leaving us both a little more energetic.
I have kept up with my running. The motto continues to be 'Just One Mile' but many days I'll run 2-3 miles. The running seems to be keeping me from sinking but I find myself still struggling. March and April aren't easy months around here. Yesterday, as many of you know I went to register Maya for soccer at the community club. I was feeling really excited for her and was happy that there was no line up. Just as I was leaving I saw some of the parents arriving for the Parent and Twos class. I used to take Maya and Georgia there when Calla was in school. As I stood there I realized that I would have been there again with Georgie and Aria this time (Maya is now in school). It was sudden but not surprising how fast and hard 'the truck' hit. I left feeling completely deflated and sad. Thankfully, it was a busy day and I didn't have a lot of time to feel sorry for myself.
In fact, we spent part of the evening at Calla's school where our perfect little student showed us all of the things that she is working on. Calla remains excited about school and hates to miss a day. She loves her friends and her teacher. Sometimes I refer to her as 'my rock'. Right now, she is just so well adjusted and stable. She truly is an amazing little being. : )
And so the roller coaster continues...
Love to you all,
8 Years an Angel
2 weeks ago