Tuesday, November 14, 2006

I have a new technique for getting a moment to do the dishes, or to stop him sooking when I leave him at childcare or with dh: go in hard. Cuddle him, kiss him, play with his toys, try to help him paint. Soon enough he says "go away Mum" and I do, guilt-free for once.

yesterday, as well as being A's third birthday, was my second diagnosis-versary-thing. not two years in remission, just two years since this shit started. and I'm still not dying (not fast, anyway)

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