Today is Jack's 10th birthday. OMG, where has the time gone. I look back and wonder how I got through those early times with him. When he was born, I had 4 kids 7 years apart, 3 under 3 1/2. Jack was a bit collicky at first, and I slept in the lounge with him for ages so he didnt disrupt the house. He was a lot better though when I stopped breast feeding, but often used to throw up his whole bottle and I would have to feed him again. He really was a pretty contented kid though. Have memories of him having his weetbix where ever we were at early intervention with Stef or at Kinder with Melinda......where ever.
Im a little sad too. Jack's birthday was the last time my Dad sat at my kitchen table. Its the last time the family was together (we were only missing Geoff from Perth) It was good memories as it was before the family knew he was terminal. I still miss my dad in so many ways. I miss the sounding board and the fact that I could tell him really how I was feeling rather than just the good stuff. I miss that. I tend to hold it all in now. The last thing anyone needs to hear are my whinges and woe is me so I just try like hell to focus on the good stuff.
Feeling very overwhelmed with work at the moment. Its tough. Its tough to be trying to do 3 jobs and keep the balls in the air. I am working long hours, but have so much to do yet. Bit by bit it will be done. Getting there anyway. I can't wait until I am just working the two jobs. 10 days maximum. I feel as if my life is on hold. Im looking forward to getting my life back and having the time to enjoy other things. I'm looking forward to working in the garden more, doing more sewing and designing, playing with my kids more, and spending quality time with Steve. I am paying a huge price at the moment and so are they. 10 days to go.
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