Evening girls...
Very weary after weekend in deepest Cornwall. It's quite a depressed little town and as I probably mentioned we were visiting widow of DP's friend who died suddenly one year ago Her little girls are 3 and 5 and it has been very hard for them all. Between her job (as a doctor) and looking after the girls she hasn't really had the time and space to grieve that I had for my DH and I don't think she is much further on than she was a year ago. We needed to go of course but from a selfish point of view I wouldn't say it was an easy weekend However, must obviously count blessings.
Popped in to visit schoolfriend on way back, who underwent endless rounds of IVF before conceiving baby naturally, who is a month older than DD. So more blessings counting there!
To Rubes (thanks again for Friday!), Daisy and others with refusenik children, DD has pretty much only had her formula for days. I just don't know what is up. I think it is partly teeth as she keeps gnawing her fists. Stressful, isn't it?
Urbane, I am so sorry your littlies are poorly. That is very rough. Hope there has been some improvement.
Trace, I am so pleased to hear you sounding more chipper. That is topping. Sorry about Lu's cough though.
Aubi, I am with you on the insomnia. I haven't had a good night's sleep since Tuesday and I know many people are getting broken nights for one thing and another and I don't want to go on, but I am really v tired. The thing I hate most though is the way my mind whirrs in the night over every little bad bit in my life and then blows them up all out of proportion, until I get myself into the state of mind whereby my life seems like the Slough of Despond. I presume I am not alone with this (it is pretty much always totally fine the next day)...
ZJ, you were brave with the babysitting! What happened in the end?
Veg, I'm glad you had a good time in the snow/snowdome. I must say I am not a snow fan myself, but skiing is a good skill, I say.
Daisy, I have saved you till last. I am not surprised your DH is angry but putting himself at risk by still being over the limit when he drove is very difficult Poor him and poor you. I hope and pray that your MIL is painfree and gets the best care. I guess you will just have to let your DH be angry as it is an essential and inescapable part of grieving (obviously that is what he is doing even though she is still here) but it is very, very hard on you. I wish I could think of something profound and helpful to say to you, but I can't - I know all our loved ones are only 'lent' to us - we can't keep everyone forever, much as we utterly long to - but eventually it is easier to simply be grateful for the time we had them, rather than rage against the unfairness of them not being physically with us.
But I wouldn't say I'd got it nailed myself. I've worked really hard at being thankful that DH was in my life at all but (for instance) on Saturday night I dreamed that he suddenly came back and all I needed to do was ring him, but I couldn't remember the number. It sounds stupid but it was awful, the grief was overwhelming.
Anyway, on that rather sober note, for those of you still listening as I have rambled a bit, amazingly I turned out to be pregnant after all It's been a challenging few days as the timing of it all is abysmal, but what can I say but que sera, sera...I am sure it will turn out to be a blessing in time and IMPLORE you all to keep it under your hats and not allude to it on FB as I am only 5 weeks and I am not planning to tell the wider world for AGES. Weeks. Aubi, this means I will be 22 weeks at D's wedding and won't look like a fox at all, but a blimp. Sigh....