Tuesday, 14 December 2010

It's been a funny old year.

Apologies for complete and total lack of any blogging. Around a week after I started this blog, all hell broke loose and the whole family was turned upside down when my eldest - Liam - was taken into hospital with a suspected hole in the heart. That turned out not to be so, and we were told he had Pulmonary Hypertension, a very very rare, life threatening heart & lung condition. We spent a month in a specialist unit in Sheffield, some of it in Intensive Care and watching your child fight tooth and nail for his life is not something I want to repeat. Ever. He has surpassed everyones expectations though, including the Doctors and to go from being told (on my middle son's birthday of all days) that we were going to lose him, to him being home and going out running and biking, is more than I dared hope for. He still has a long way to go, it is an incurable condition (for now anyway, who knows what cures will come in the future) but he is here, right here, right now, and that is what matters.


I won't be sad to see the back of 2010, I hasn't been the best of years. Nearly losing Liam kind of put paid to being able to say 'Yay! What a fabulous year, bring on the next!'. BUT, it could have been much much MUCH worse
and my first born - all 6 feet, 4 (and a quarter) inches of him, is still here, alive and very much kicking and that, my readers, makes my heart sing. So, it is not all bad. Yes, it could be better, of course it could. I don't know anyone that would say their lives couldn't be improved upon, but I am thankful for my little lot and I count my blessings every single day. You just have to, dont you.

Anyway, enough with the maudlin.....



I adore this time of year and I think this Christmas will be an emotional one. I love making the house look festive, with my mahoosive tree in the corner and all the windowsills looking pretty. Oscar really 'gets it' this year too and is SO excited! Santa came round the streets on a sleigh last night and his face was just pure excitement and awe. My heart nearly burst! He is not a well chappie at the moment, full of a ridiculous amount of snot and horribly sore, itchy eyes. He is needing lots of Mummy cuddles and snuggles on the sofa. So, that is where I am off to. I have a date under a blanket with a feverish 2 year old and an episode of Fireman Sam.....


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