On Saturday Tyler had a birthday party to go to which started at 11:00. Ugh, mornings are very hard for me. The three of us were supposed to go but Grant wasn’t feeling well. I think my depression and anxiety meds are starting to kick in and my pain wasn’t too bad so I decided I would take him myself. Plus, I just didn’t want to disappoint Tyler.
It was a hard day but no one knows I am sick and I felt like such a “normal” mom, helping him get his food, playing with him and just watching out for him. My favorite part was when he sat on my lap watching the magician. I looked around at all the other kids sitting on their parents’ laps or near them and it felt so good to be at the party, having fun with my son and looking like everyone else. And I know Tyler had a great time.
Plus no pee or poop accidents! I was very proud! Here’s to more “normal” good times with my child.
