Brave and His Mummy

Elisha went to the doctor today to have his 18 month chickenpox vaccination.  Yes I’m six weeks late, alright already.  He was very brave.  I was not feeling so brave today.  I didn’t cry or anything like that, just wasn’t feeling very brave.

I’ve been dwelling on the due-date of Newbie quite a bit lately, and getting a bit down about it.  I’m not worried yet, but I am keeping tabs on myself.  I have spoken to Brett, so he knows too.  I did expect this to happen, but it is still hard.

I am so thankful to have Elisha to drown in extra attention and loving.  I’m not sure he’s so pleased about it though.

While we were at the doctor’s I asked about Elisha’s weeping eye.  He said that as long as it only manifests when he is eating then it is okay, but if it starts to be continuous then he has to go to an eye specialist and have it probed to make the drainage more efficient.  Here’s to hoping that doesn’t need to be done.

Sorry for the lack of updates.  I’m hoping that once I pass through the melancholy I’ll be back in full swing.  And don’t stress about me either, I am well, just sad.  And I think this is good.  I don’t feel like I have grieved enough yet.

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