When i put him to bed we talk about everything he did that day and bless all of the people we saw. He now knows the routine and adds stories and people to the good night mantra. So, tonight he said ‘Night night Dovey. MY booboobees!’. We haven’t seen Dovey in over a month but apparently he remembers the last time we shared a meal with her they had to share the blueberries. What the?!
Yesterday he said ‘bless you’ when I sneezed.
He’s spitting. He’ll have a mouth full of milk and let it drool all over himself or he will spew all over whatever is in front of him. This morning it was a mirror and he was hysterical laughing. GROSS!
I was reffered to as optimistic this week. I don’t think so. I think I’m a realist. I like to think of both sides and decide which one sounds more like reality. Most people think one way or the other. I’m sure my choice can depend on my mood and maybe I was feeling full of light having just been on a hike? Actually, now that I’m contemplating this, I should take more hikes.
I have a brother with paranoid schizophrenia. He was diagnosed 10 years ago. I was very proactive in his treatment and the only one in my family not in denial. He was my best friend for many years so when it happened I was well aware it was sickness. It’s so hard core to watch someone lose their mind. Definitely the saddest thing I’ve ever experienced. Well he’s been stable for 3 years on meds and last night he was here for dinner and the meds are without a doubt not working. I reached out to my family (4 sibling and parents) letting everyone know that it takes a village and now that I’m with child it will be too hard without them. My one sister is the only one to write back. Actually my dad (the provider) wrote about giving my son money for his birthday and not a mention of my bro. A good lot of my friends have moved (understandably, Orlando has shitty politics, everyone outside of an underground community is religious., everyone knows everyone and you’ve seen and done everything once). It’s lonely to think your family as not a part of your support system, especially when you were raised to believe it was your main one. I have balls but I’m not strong inside like some I know. I feel stronger when their are people close to me. I feel stronger when I’m getting more sleep.
