My words are:
smoke ~ freedom ~ teeter ~ friends ~ food
It was submitted by: https://dlt-lifeontheranch.blogspot.com/
Do you remember being a kid, getting out of school for Summer, and the feeling of freedom that energized your soul?! Yes, you missed your friends, but if you were lucky, you would see the important ones during the Summer. Eventually, you were get onto Summer hours, and your brain would teeter between knowing what day it was, and falling into a abyss of playing and television, where you could not remember the day or time. School would start back before you knew it, but you would always have those Summer memories, at least until you hit your thirties and forties, and struggle to remember what you eat for breakfast.
I am now a mom. Summer is something different entirely. Something completely and totally different. I know I should be enjoying every single minute of it, because school will take up so much of Gigi's time now, and our Summers will be precious, and the memories important. Yes, I know this. However, I am torn between trying harder to enjoy it, counting down the days until she goes back, and simply sending up smoke signals so I can be rescued. More than once, I have wondered if I will survive this Summer. I am not sure if the odds are in my favor or not. I will say, if Gigi asks me for food one more time today, I may not survive. How much can one five year old possibly eat? Like, seriously, did someone install a bottomless pit in her stomach?! Where does it all go?!
When I was a kid, I spent my Summers happy to be out of school, while simultaneously feeling impatient for school to start again. I loved school. I also probably hated it a little bit. I definitely loved learning. I am quite happy that Gigi has already asked several times when school starts again. I am happy to know she enjoys school. She also gets excited that she has more Summer left. Soon after, she asks for another snack, and that is my life lately.
I am on bed rest, because I tore my ACL slightly. Hopefully, it heals up, and I will be back to normal soon. My normal is all that much better than bed rest, but at least it isn't bed rest. UGH! I am trying hard to just let my body heal and get myself back to where I was just a few years ago. My doctor is retiring in July, and I am honestly heartbroken. I LOVE my doctor. He is absolutely amazing. Hands down the best primary doctor I have ever had. I have already picked my new doctor, and I am hopeful, though I doubt anyone will ever top my current doctor. I recently lost my Oncologist as well. Unfortunately, he passed away. It really tore me up emotionally, because he was an amazing doctor, and an amazing soul. I have been blessed since moving to California, with some wonderful doctors.
Gigi goes to her ENT today, and I am very curious to see what happens. I am curious if he will want to put new tubes in for her, go ahead with the sinus surgery, or just wait and see what happens naturally. I am praying that whatever is done, is successful, and leads to a healthy future. She will be returning to her Endocrinology specialist soon, and has to see her Gastroenterology specialist soon as well. I am just hoping everything gets sorted out, and next school year, she is much healthier than this past year. We had a rough year all around, and honestly, I think she did really well, considering all she went through. I am proud of her.
So, between medical appointments, I hope to have some fun with her. My knee injury is putting this on hold, but if all goes well, I will be to good by the end of next week. Which is good. It will be in time for Gigi's sixth birthday, and her paint party. Can you believe she is six?! Six years old. Nope. Does not seem possible to me yet. No way am I the mom of a first grader. I just gave birth to her yesterday. I just held her for the first time, and said I love you to her sweet little face. I am certain that was just yesterday, so she cannot possible be turning six. Only she is. My baby, my teeny tiny baby, is six years old, and no longer teeny tiny.
Please excuse me, while I go cool down with an Otterpop, and cry sad mom tears, right after I get Gigi another snack. I mean, it has been a whole thirty minutes since she last ate, I am sure she will be here, to tell me she is "starving" any second now.
Now, tell me, what are you doing for the Summer?! Any big plans?! Playing it normal?! Let me know.
Don't forget to go check out the rest of this month's Use Your Words posts. I will meet you right there, after I get another iced cold Powerade. I cannot drink enough, since our heatwave hit. I even gave up and turned on the air conditioner.
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