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I can hear Linden happily playing downstairs with his Dad. The puppy is passed out from exhaustion, and There is gluten free pizza in the oven.
I want to sleep for days.
I am recovering from my SIXTH virus in six weeks. It's unbelievable. I guess I'm making up for years of rarely getting the flu. Right now it's a rattly, mucous filled cough that's kicking my ass. The stuff I'm hacking up is unbelievable.
My bladder is still a mess. It's really messing with my emotions to always be in a constant state of discomfort like this. If it gets any worse, I won't be able to function. It's not something I can take pain killers for. My bladder feels full 100% of the time. I have to strain to pee, and when I do, it doesn't all come out. Sometimes nothing comes out at all.
I saw the Urologist and he booked me for a small procedure on Jan 3rd. He was going to book it for the end of March and I begged him to do it faster because of how much this is disrupting my life. Especially my sleep. Have you ever tried falling asleep with a full bladder? Not fun.
We got a puppy!
His name is Matisse and he's stunningly beautiful. His Mother is half golden lab and half Akbash, and his father is a pure bred golden retriever. The parents have amazing dispositions, as do all of their puppies (this is her second, and last litter). I knew about the puppies a few months ago, but was reluctant to commit.
Puppies are a LOT of work. And the last time we tried bringing a puppy into the family it was a disaster. She was rambunctios, couldn't be housebroken and I was on bedrest with hyperemesis and couldn't put the work into training her that she needed. We found her a home after only 3 months with us with a family who had a lot of experience training difficult dogs. I've always felt like a failure after that experience, and I didn't want to repeat it.
This time we did a ton of research, and I spoke with a lot of experts. We decided that if we're going to get a support dog for Linden, it would be best to get a puppy and properly train them. We're getting him a trainer (after the holidays) and working our hardest to train him now. His instincts are amazing, and he's doing really well. He's still a puppy though, and we have a long road ahead of us.
The best part is that he LOVES to be cuddled, and he's super soft.
My Mom is coming up for the weekend, and we have Linden here. Tomorrow is going to be awesome. There is a foot of snow on the ground, and it's still falling. Tonight I took the kids and the dog in the front yard and we made Linden an awesome sled hill with a jump at the bottom and Cweth brought us out hot cups of cocoa with marshmallows in it. It was a perfect afternoon.
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It's 8pm now and the kids are both tucked in bed. I'm going to put my feet up and watch an episode of my new favourite show, Shameless. I cannot express how much I love this show. It is wildly entertaining. I love Phillip Seymour Hoffman and Joan Cusack.
Tomorrow is the annual community christmas potluck where Santa and Mrs Claus come and gift the children presents. It's an annual tradition. Last year was a nightmare. Linden was furious that we had to be there, and Cweth was cranky, too. This year will be much, much better.
Then my Mom will arrive and we'll put up the Christmas tree. Then at 3pm, the holiday train rolls into our small town. I love the holiday train with all my heart. The train stops, all lit up with Christmas lights. One of the train cars opens up and a band plays loud dancy music while Santa hands out candy canes. It's a raucaus good time. I love that we live in a small town, too, because it's never too crowded and there's always parking. Yelqotkwe is obsessed with trains right now, so she's going to crap her pants when she sees this train.
Yes. Life is good. Still hard, but so much better. I keep walking around feeling so blessed and lucky.
I want to sleep for days.
I am recovering from my SIXTH virus in six weeks. It's unbelievable. I guess I'm making up for years of rarely getting the flu. Right now it's a rattly, mucous filled cough that's kicking my ass. The stuff I'm hacking up is unbelievable.
My bladder is still a mess. It's really messing with my emotions to always be in a constant state of discomfort like this. If it gets any worse, I won't be able to function. It's not something I can take pain killers for. My bladder feels full 100% of the time. I have to strain to pee, and when I do, it doesn't all come out. Sometimes nothing comes out at all.
I saw the Urologist and he booked me for a small procedure on Jan 3rd. He was going to book it for the end of March and I begged him to do it faster because of how much this is disrupting my life. Especially my sleep. Have you ever tried falling asleep with a full bladder? Not fun.
We got a puppy!
His name is Matisse and he's stunningly beautiful. His Mother is half golden lab and half Akbash, and his father is a pure bred golden retriever. The parents have amazing dispositions, as do all of their puppies (this is her second, and last litter). I knew about the puppies a few months ago, but was reluctant to commit.
Puppies are a LOT of work. And the last time we tried bringing a puppy into the family it was a disaster. She was rambunctios, couldn't be housebroken and I was on bedrest with hyperemesis and couldn't put the work into training her that she needed. We found her a home after only 3 months with us with a family who had a lot of experience training difficult dogs. I've always felt like a failure after that experience, and I didn't want to repeat it.
This time we did a ton of research, and I spoke with a lot of experts. We decided that if we're going to get a support dog for Linden, it would be best to get a puppy and properly train them. We're getting him a trainer (after the holidays) and working our hardest to train him now. His instincts are amazing, and he's doing really well. He's still a puppy though, and we have a long road ahead of us.
The best part is that he LOVES to be cuddled, and he's super soft.
My Mom is coming up for the weekend, and we have Linden here. Tomorrow is going to be awesome. There is a foot of snow on the ground, and it's still falling. Tonight I took the kids and the dog in the front yard and we made Linden an awesome sled hill with a jump at the bottom and Cweth brought us out hot cups of cocoa with marshmallows in it. It was a perfect afternoon.
...............................
It's 8pm now and the kids are both tucked in bed. I'm going to put my feet up and watch an episode of my new favourite show, Shameless. I cannot express how much I love this show. It is wildly entertaining. I love Phillip Seymour Hoffman and Joan Cusack.
Tomorrow is the annual community christmas potluck where Santa and Mrs Claus come and gift the children presents. It's an annual tradition. Last year was a nightmare. Linden was furious that we had to be there, and Cweth was cranky, too. This year will be much, much better.
Then my Mom will arrive and we'll put up the Christmas tree. Then at 3pm, the holiday train rolls into our small town. I love the holiday train with all my heart. The train stops, all lit up with Christmas lights. One of the train cars opens up and a band plays loud dancy music while Santa hands out candy canes. It's a raucaus good time. I love that we live in a small town, too, because it's never too crowded and there's always parking. Yelqotkwe is obsessed with trains right now, so she's going to crap her pants when she sees this train.
Yes. Life is good. Still hard, but so much better. I keep walking around feeling so blessed and lucky.