Fortress of Solitude
Good news! The GREEN sippy cup has been found, since blue was apparently unacceptable.
I had a conversation with a friend the other day:
I gotta tell you, I’m super impressed with how calm you parent now…there are a lot of parents who would still be overly cautious about their preemies and you let them be kids who fall on their noggins and only panic when necessary. I mean when Destroy tanked you didn’t miss a beat. You just picked him and then set him on his way. Parents who didn’t have preemies aren’t usually that mellow.
I’m in the midst of the anniversary period of my hospitalization. The boys are almost two. It’s only been two years; it’s already been two years. And as touted several times: No lasting effects of prematurity.
I still have no idea how I am the lucky one. Lucky enough to have not one but TWO healthy happy toddling extreme preemies. And little heartbreakers to boot!
I recently posted a diatribe about depression over at A Nervous Tic Motion. I was afraid to post it here. Of course, I later realized that it’s just as public on any site. And my whole point was to push past the taboo of silence.
So I’m sharing it with you. I warned you… Continue reading at your own risk. It’s a dark rabbit hole.
If you must know, the green sippy cup was hiding out in the fort under the slide. Sometimes you just need some alone time. Sometimes that’s the last thing in the world you want.