So I was excited for 2016. After all it IS another year right, and all is well *touch wood* with Lauren. So I’m happy. We knew Jonathan had a small operation booked in in January, and I thought I’d prepared myself to look after two patients (Lauren is always my patient). I could not possibly have prepared myself!! haha

Who knew men could actually be so vulnerable? (yes-feel free to read pathetic here). The operation didn’t go as smoothly as we’d hoped and he had side affects, which left him feeling rather sorry for himself indeed. Practically-I could run round like a headless chicken. The last three weeks of January saw this almost every day. I picked up all the slack. I was tired. Run down. However, I did what any person would and doted on him, and Lauren. But I totally reached my limit with the emotional support he suddenly needed. How mean am I! But I couldn’t take it anymore, I mean-he didn’t have cancer, or Cystic Fibrosis, he just had a minor set back. That’s it. No broken bones. He could eat and drink. He didn’t need medication for the most part. Taking on board what I deal with every day with Lauren, this situation ran my patience dry. I don’t know if I’m slightly embarrassed to say at one point I told him he wasn’t dying so lets stop moping about, or if I’m proud to say that in my life, and those around me, we just get on with stuff because that’s what we’re made of.

Life hands you all kinds of lemons. If you don’t go make lemonade, you’re just sour. And I’m sick and tired of being around sour. I became sour. And I’m done!

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mean Jonnie on a regular basis at all, this all came as a bit of a shock to him and I did give him a little sympathy. But by the time he was to return to work I couldn’t wait for him to get out and get back to routine! My body had had enough of running around. I’m only mother to one for a reason! haha!

These things that get thrown at us big and small, are unsuspected most of the time, but I’m learning more and more, to get on with it, wallowing doesn’t get you anywhere. Have a cry, a bit of a whinge if needed, but inevitably life will go on, so pick up and move on with a smile, and some lemonade ;-D