Saturday 27 August 2011

Today

I am thankful for Rhinofloor, living in a flat town, and early bedtimes. Oh, and the fact there are only ten more sleeps until school begins again.

I am bored of repeating the phrase "Stop fiddling with it and drink it up before you ARGH!"

I am at a loss how to explain, in words and concepts my daughter will understand, why and how I can't magic up a "real Daddy" for her - Daddy God and Birth Daddy not apparently cutting it.

I would like to catch the dog owner who can't be bothered to clean up after his dog, and make him (or her) clean the stale but no less smelly faeces out from my daughter's wheels. I'd also like them to explain to my daughter why it is that she had to manage without her wheelchair since we only just managed to get home before the ridiculously heavy rain shower, and her chair was too vilely polluted to be allowed into the house.

I would also like to put the people who redesigned the checkout at Budgen's into my daughter's wheelchair and then get them to try to queue, pay, and get out of the queue without destroying the displays. Or perhaps I'd just like to destroy the displays.

I am tired of waiting, and would like to know why a pressure relieving mattress took less than a week to arrive for one daughter, whilst the same mattress, requested one week later (decision having been made to just order one initially, to check suitability), has now been 4 months in the requesting, with still no sign that it has actually been ordered. Meanwhile, I am sincerely hoping I never ever have to hear "Oh Mummy, this little body cannot get comfortable" ever again.

I am enjoying the fact that the heaviest rain shower dumped all the rain for the week seconds after we made it to the front door, and dried up quickly enough to enjoy the blue sky and newly scented flowers again.

I am loving my daughter's help in snapping beans and broccoli and stirring mince to make a yummy dinner, and hoping that one day she really will be more interested in eating the things she cooks.

I am hoping that the weather is the explanation for the bad headaches making a reappearance.

I am wondering how the girls will get on at school next year, trying to remember what has changed since last term and which school will need to know what, and hoping that our care hours will finally be met in full, preferably before another two of our carers have to take time off.

But mostly,
I am tired.
Tia

6 comments:

Tia said...

PS - I'm also still giggling over the Little Princess' latest phrase - "Sorry, Mummy, I am not up for that right now." Not up for taking her plate to the kitchen, not up for getting dressed, definitely not up for shoe shopping (strange child). However "I am up for doing some cooking, Mummy" runs it a close second in popularity.

MOM2_4 said...

Oh Tia dear! Praying for some rest for you. That will likely sort out a lot of the problems... or at least make them easier to deal with.

Hugs & Prayers!!

pippinsmum said...

here's hoping and praying that things improve.

Jenna said...

Hi Tia
My name is Jenna and I came across your site. Your daughters are amazing, precious and special earthly angels, They are courageous, strong and determined fighter's. They are brave warrior's, smilen champs, and an inspirational heros. I was born with a rare life threatening disease, and I love it when people sign my guestbook. www.miraclechamp.webs.com

Alesha said...

ditto on the "tired" part...

wishing we could just meet up for an intercontinental "girls day out" along with a few of our other tired friends. ;o)

Alesha

Alesha said...

hmmm...apparently more tired than I even knew...

make that an "INTERNATIONAL" girls day out!!!

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