What She Wore: blue jean capris; white tee; red, short-sleeve jacket with white polka dots; red canvas flats with a peep-toe and a bow.
I don’t think I’ve written a blog here that I’m really happy with in a long time. My favorite entries are always the ones that feel real–that capture how I’m feeling. The thing is, how I’m feeling is all over the place. I can be completely joyful about finding that perfect house, and then break down into tears when Charlie needs surgery. I’m lost in medical jargon and don’t always know which end is up. I get a new haircut and feel like a million bucks. I’m grateful to be home with Charlie, but miss my job like crazy. I rediscover an old friends and get all fired up. I see someone out with their "normal" children and get angry. I feel as if I have endless possibilities and am worried that my son will be so limited in his.
I don’t know which end is up. I wish I could get it all out in a way that makes sense.
I guess this will have to do.
PS: Still not sure when surgery will be–Tue or Friday–our preference is Friday, but we’ll see if the surgeon is willing.