Benny Boy made me laugh after a recent trip to Sainsburys. They had kid's cereal, healthy cereal and adult cereal. He was gutted that pictures of Pamela Anderson in her hey day did not fall out of his box of muesli.
January has not been full of laughter. I am so sad for my lovely friend that lost her baby. Because she was beyond the date for miscarriage, her baby loss was classed as stillborn. This means that as she was trying to look ahead, she was contacted by the Chaplin at the hospital to arrange the funeral. This means naming the baby, registering the birth and the death. I never got that far with my pregnancies that nature terminated. How painful, how awful, how truly devastating. I do feel positive though that this special Mummy and her fab husband will have the large family that they have hoped for.
It makes me feel extra blessed when I look at my miracle daughter. I have very few memories of sharing intimate moments with my Mum when I was small. I remember playing with her as she spread the tablecloth, banging my tooth and making it wobbly. Mum was always soft and gentle. She rubbed me too delicately with the towel after my bath; Dad was too rough. I loved it when she picked me up from school. I would be crying if it was too cold. I remember the mental hospitals, the electric shots and the Valium. Those horrible drugs that took my Mum away and made her like a zombie. I remember the terrible breakdown when my Uncle Ron, her brother-in-law died. She bounced back, was a great Avon lady/sales woman and she loved her push bike. At 21, I learnt to appreciate her again, but she was taken away once more when I was 24. She suffered a stroke and once again was zombie-like.
Hair cuts, shopping trips, wedding arrangements were shared with my Mother-in-law. I still have Mum with us in this world so I am very lucky.
She has just been discharged from hospital again after yet another bout of pneumonia. How much more can she fight with just 20% heart function? Yet she does fight. She is a very strong and amazing lady. God bless her.
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