I would have a chance to take a nap right now after about 10 sleepless nights but instead I'm having a cup of tea, some chocolate and writing this. It's called me-time. My husband has some time to himself as well. He will go and have a blood test done shortly. We rock!
Today we found out that our daughters MRI is next week. On the other hand, it's good that she has some time to recover from her flu but at the same time it feels so far away. A whole week without knowing what's wrong and waiting for seizures to come here at home.
When I'm with my daughter the thoughts are just on that moment and on her. I just take care of things and do stuff: food, nappies, naps, clothes, baths, sleep and repeat. There is no time to stop and think what's going on and I feel like in this situation it's a blessing. It makes the days go faster and gives me less time to cry and whine.
But this me-time is important too. It helps me to process some things in my head and hear my own thoughts. Even though the tired mind isn't always the best of company.
Hugs, Momone
