Monday we brought home our precious bundle! and her Aunty and cousins came over for a visit. Then later on another Aunty came to visit.
Tuesday we managed a nice quiet day at home, walking the dog was that days greatest effort
On Wednesday l spent the morning watching Aria and Harvey, at the same time my husband had his pre op assessment for his hip replacement in June, and later on Wednesday the midwife Ash, who delivered her came for her first at home check up and she had gained 80 grams back from the 100 grans she’d lost at birth. So that was exciting news.
Thursday my Bloke took me on a date day into Melbourne we caught the train and a tram, he spoilt me with a walk through the laneways full of Art! And then took me to an exhibition called “She oaks and sunlight” Australian impressionist at the National Gallery of Victoria, l hadn’t been there yet so that was a lovely surprise! After the gallery we walked along South Bank and ended up at Crown Casino for Chinese lunch. Then some more art down alleyways. With a stop at Young and Jackson’s Pub, famous in Melbourne. Had a beer and a cider in the roof top bar, checked out the famous art the nude- Chloe on display in the lounge! We ended up walking 17 kms during the day! My poor feet!
Friday- Violet is one week old, sheesh, where did that week go??!
Today we went to Castlemaine to visit our eldest son Kit and grandom Rafiki who is not feeling very well, but he was happy to see us! The best bit about Autumn is the coloured leaves and so we enjoyed those around Castlemaine. I got a few blog posts done this week and maintained my weeks worth of art for #bloomingmarvellousmay it’s been a week and frankly lm tired!
For some of us it’s a sad week because we lost a loved one, my Soul Sister is on the other side with her spirit guide a blue heron! And l cried a lot that day, just all of a sudden a tear would fall, then that night at 7:46pm loads of tears fell and l thanked my Soul Sister for helping Violet enter the world safely. I haven’t cried at any other birth but l kept thinking about what was told to me when my Dad died “One soul leaves the world one soul enters” and back then l didn’t appreciate it but l’ve read ALOT since then and so l start off this new week minus my friend but with this precious little girl.
I’ve been busy documenting her life, photos with her Mum, photos with her Dad, amazing beautiful photos of her with her big sister, with Grandpa and Uncle Will, with Aunty Jasmin and Aunty Bree, with all her Sunbury Cousins. None with Grandma. But Grandma kept a detailed journal listing about everything because Grandma is the keeper of our stories.
Welcoming a new life means decluttering and cleaning and making things perfect. So this morning the Bloke and l re arranged the living room added a cradle, made half Scarlett’s “Home school desk” a change table and added subdued light. Swept away cobwebs and floors and mopped, scrubbed and cleaned and organised until Amber rang and said “We can come home!”
I brought a box of chocolates and a cream cake for the midwifery team l told them “Afternoon tea is on us!” and wrote them a card thanking them for their care of not only Amber and Violet but of me too! I know it’s their job but I imagine it’s not always pleasant. I wanted them to know we appreciated their care and support. Violet was my fifth Grandchild born there, l couldn’t imagine now going to a different hospital.
At home Grandpa gave her the first feed, he’s always been hands on with the Grandchildren. We walked to school to pick up Scarlett who almost burst out of her skin to see her Mum and Baby Sister there! She showed Violet off to all the children and her teacher!
After school Jasmin came with Chase, Aria and Harvey who all had a cuddle of her. Then “Big Unca” Will, came home and immediately took charge and he fed her the next bottle. I managed to get some of her bath done! And the bottles washed! Next feed went to Aunty Bree who came to meet Violet and so more photos and still none with Grandma!
This week is going to be hectic. I just need to go camping!
I say that so many times for so many reasons. I’m going to try and restart that exercise program (after hurting my back in Jan!) I’m going to try and incorporate more vegetarian/vegan meals in to the menu (apparently the rest of the family’s opinions matter more than mine!) in April I said “I’m going to try and do a monthly Blogging challenge (tick) and a monthly art challenge where you do some form of art for a given prompt. (BIG ✅) not only did l do both the blog and art, I realised how much l’ve missed both of them!
So this month I’m going to try and do both again! So I’ve decided to try #kickinthecreative’s monthly challenge for May it’s called #bloomingmarvellousMay and each day of May you can produce a piece of art, any size, any medium anything goes and you post it and add the hash tag so that the gals Sandra and Tara from Kick in the Creatives can find your work. Some people take photos, some use real flowers in their submissions, some even write poetry on Blooms really anything is open. Does any one want to join me?
My first submission was called “Violet Avonia” these names as previously discussed are family names but l only found out yesterday that apart from Violet being a flower Avonia is a flowering succulent and her surname Campion is a flower as well! We have a bouquet of beautifulness!! So I thought in honor on Violets birth “I’m going to try and paint a Violet” despite only getting three hours sleep and being a bit like a zombie l think this turned out ok!
Then l wondered about the names of the other grandchildren and how l can make them into works of art for this challenge I’ve got some great plans.. follow along if you like! Today I’ll be creating for Violet‘s big sister Scarlett, then I’ll work my way through the rest of the Grandchildren that gives me a weeks worth of inspiration then l’ll be looking for suggestions so if you have a favourite flower yell out and l’m going to try and do a whole months worth! I’m not saying they’ll all be good! I’m not promising they’ll all be on paper or in water colour or paint, I’m going to try and mix things up!
I’m going to try and get back into regular writing and creating of art because part of me felt lost last year when it all went away! I’m going to try to find my way back!
Today my letter “V” arrived! How clever was she to be born on her due date. April 30th 2021. Weighing in at a good 8 pound 8 oz, head circumference 35.5 cms and a long 53 cms.
My daughter Amber was doing some family tree research during Covid lockdown and realised my Maternal Grandmother was named Violet Jane and her daughter, my Mother was named Eileen Avonia. So she took Violet and Avonia and created this bundle of joy!!
We got to the hospital for a check up this morning at about 10:40am and up to delivery at 12:00pm. At 6:00pm she was 4 cms dilated and so they gave her some morphine at 6:50pm she was pushing and then at 7:46pm Violet was born. The last bit sped up really quickly.
I can’t help but think that my beautiful Soul Sister was watching over us as Violet came into the world. From tears of sadness to tears of joy as l cut this little ones cord. Some one once told when one soul leaves the world another enters!
Now it’s 3:00am and Amber and l have tried to sleep but l think adrenaline has kicked in so we stare at this new little being who has joined our family and thank Jehovah for how healthy she is.
Now you REALLY have met my whole family! Five children, in laws, Cousin, Husband and seven Grandchildren!
Today is Sunday 25th April. In Australia it’s ANZAC day, where we pay our respect to those fallen in defence of our country. I use that day to remember all the loved ones that have passed. I don’t need a day to remember my Dad l do that every day, by remembering something silly or a book quote or a look on one of my Sons faces that reminds me of Dad, the way both my sons and one Grandson carry his name as their middle names. ANZAC day is not necessarily a day l remember my Dad until… the last post! It always makes me cry. They played that at my Dads funeral the worst day to date of my life.
ANZAC‘ stands for Australian and New Zealand Army Corps. On the 25th of April 1915, Australian and New Zealand soldiers formed part of the allied expedition that set out to capture the Gallipoli peninsula. These became known as Anzacs and the pride they took in that name continues to this day.https://www.army.gov.au › traditions
He was only young when we signed up to go to war, his older brother and his Dad went so he lied about his age. In the end his parents signed the paperwork rather than risk him sneaking off.
Dad never spoke much about the war l guess who can blame him, from all accounts in books and movies l’ve read and seen it wasn’t a nice time in his life. So lm extra thankful he came home when so many young Aussie diggers did not!
In military tradition, the Last Post is the bugle call that signifies the end of the day’s activities. It is also sounded at military funerals to indicate that the soldier has gone to his final rest and at commemorative services such as Anzac Day and Remembrance Day. https://www.army.gov.au › traditions
This day is almost over and this challenge is coming to its end to, the remaining letters are going to prove tricky to tie in with my “Family” theme but l’ve so enjoyed April this year! Have a great Sunday wherever you are!
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me. And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter. I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells And run my stick along the public railings And make up for the sobriety of my youth. I shall go out in my slippers in the rain And pick flowers in other people’s gardens And learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat And eat three pounds of sausages at a go Or only bread and pickle for a week And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry And pay our rent and not swear in the street And set a good example for the children. We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practise a little now? So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.
Well my Wishlist is much simpler.. l don’t do Brand names well.. mostly l don’t. I don’t drink fancy wines in fact l challenge myself not to! I’m not a wine buff l know nothing about the bouquet or the colour. I taste it if l like it l drink it and if it’s cheap even better. My go to wine is $5.00 a bottle if l am splurging or treating myself it’s the Brown Brothers Zibibbo $12.00 a bottle. I’m open to suggestions as long as it’s sweet and fruity!
I don’t wear brand name clothing of fact l am so not brand name- l shop at the charity shops and wear everyone else’s hand me downs. I always remind my husband “I am such a low maintenance wife” I don’t do false nails or any kind of enhancements because l think “I’m ok as Jehovah made me” occasionally l do get my eye brows waxed and coloured they tend to disappear otherwise but gosh l cannot even remember the last time l’m pretty sure it wasn’t 50th so that’s almost 4 years ago!
The only thing l do use “brand name” is Avon skin care products. I have been using Avon since l was 16 years old when my older sister used to sell it. I’ve been an Avon Rep on a few occasions but in my case it was never about making money it was for me discount on MY requirements and stocking up my bathroom shelves. So imagine my distress when Avon Australia ceased to be! Thank goodness l still have an unopened stash in my cupboard. What will happen when that runs out? I’ll be forced to try and find another suitable brand. I’ve had a few people tell me “You’re not old enough to have adult children or Grandchildren” or ask “You’re HOW old??!” I thank Avon for their service!
The other thing that l have used for my whole life and again thanks to my older sister is Tabu perfume and body sprays by Dana. My family all know that is a sure fire Mother’s Day, Birthday or Christmas present idea that l will always appreciate. My older Sister used to wear it and when l was thirteen she would often spray a little on me, l’ve been hooked ever since l’ve never worn another scent. One day Daughter number one was cold so she grabbed my “dagging around the house” cardigan and threw it on and suddenly she says “Oh this smells like Mum” I’m quickly, mentally thinking “oh does it need a wash! When WAS the last time l washed it?” And so with trepidation l asked her “and what does Mum smell like?” Secretly dreading her answer and she replied “Tabu and Avon face cream” phew! Yes that’s what this Mum smells like! Tabu and Avon Face cream. One time The Bloke came home from an overseas business trip and as he greeted me he said “hmm home! I smell Tabu!”
A few years ago l found my final “brand name” New Balance runners! My feet get a lot of use! I am an avid walker and aim for at least 12,000 steps a day, usually it’s more! So l needed new runners or sneakers or joggers whatever you call yours! These happened to be drastically marked down and the Bloke encouraged me to try them on, l swear to you it was like slipping my feet into clouds! So he brought them and l wore them for three years. He kept saying “time for new sneakers” and l kept insisting “my toe hasn’t popped through yet!” Putting those sneakers in the bin was the worst day of my life! Of course none were ever “cheap” again and so l settled for less and regretted it every day and those only lasted 12 months! So then l decided l would just settle for a combo hiking boot/sneaker hybrid thing and yes they’re comfy but they’re not New Balance. Yesterday my husband decided he wanted new runners and l should too. I didn’t of course! But he found some New Balance for $49.00 and decided l should try them. Again it’s like slipping my feet into clouds! Yes l love them! And he got some too when he said “these are the most comfy shoes” obviously he didn’t believe me all these years.
So l have decided..
“When l an old l shall wear New Balance sneakers and Tabu perfume and age disgracefully”
Not part of the #AtoZchallenge no postings for that required on Sunday but l’m in a kind of routine so l’m posting anyways.
Let’s do a pseudo #AtoZchallenge post and go for letter “C” again.
C is for my favourite lifestyle choice Camping.
Now when you see our set up you might think GLAMPing and that’s okay each to their own right? We did 3/4’s of Australia towing a box trailer full of camping gear including two canvas tents and a luxurious kitchen and all we needed!
I came late to camping Star Son was ten years old by the time The Bloke (AKA- husband- you’ll meet him at letter “R”) convinced me to give it a go!
I bet he didn’t realise he’d create such a camping monster! If it’s sunny l say “let’s go camping!” If it’s a public holiday l say “let’s go camping!” And most times he’s up for it.
In November of 2014 the Bloke had an episode where his hip gave way and we were sleeping on self inflating mats, he couldn’t get off the floor. We got him to the Dr who put him on anti inflammatory meds and we had to stay a few extra days to let those kick in before we could even think about packing up to go home.
Then another time in September 2012 when one camp site we went to in Kings Canyon in Northern Territory and the ground was just full of rock and The Bloke was down there swearing and cursing 🤬 trying to hammer in tent pegs, it was about then he said the dreaded words “I’m getting too old for this shit!”
Unbeknownst to me he had started looking at other options and so began the trips to various camping and caravan shows ohhh the endless hours of walking into and out of display caravans and campers and set ups it all becomes a bit of a blur until..
One day in 2012- we stepped foot into a weird looking setup. I told him “l don’t like it!” He persuaded me “just let’s look at it!” So l pouted and followed him in. And l was awestruck 😍 “The Ultimate Camper” the name really says it all. “It’ll go anywhere your car will go” the salesman pitched at us and he wandered off l guess he sensed l wasn’t interested. But as l sat on the sofa with under seat storage and opened the cupboards and looked at the stove! Indoor cooking!! No more waiting between rain showers to cook dinner??! I started to imagine what a king sized bed up off the ground might feel like! And then we made the mistake or was it fate.. of walking into the next model up and “Oh MyGosh.. does that kitchen bench have glitter?!” It did and l was hooked, even though this one was more, she also had more features and although way out of our price range l wanted THAT camper!
We ended up circling back to the Ultimate Setup three or four times that day and each time that same salesman Steve would say “Oh you’re back!” Finally l gave in and as we walked out that final time l said to Steve “You know the rules right?” He was confused and waited for me to go on.. “if you name it you keep it!” He smiled and nodded” So what have you named her?” I replied “She will be Ursula Ultimate”
Fast forward to 2016. We had scrimped and saved and the Bloke sold some property and so we ordered our Ultimate Camper and waited for her to be built. Her build date was September 2016 and we eagerly drove up to NSW to collect her. We had purchased a new 4wheel drive to drag her along and so became our camping duo Priscilla Prado and Ursula Ultimate. She even has her own Facebook page! https://www.facebook.com/ursulasultimateadventures/
It’s now 2021 and Ursula is still amazing, she’s been to New South Wales, Victoria, Tasmania and South Australia so far, there are a few more for her to see and in February 2020 the Bloke retired from work so we could finally live our dream of touring Australia.. guess what happened? Coronavirus hit and we were grounded.
So on those public holidays and long weekends like Easter when we should have been away camping we were locked to a five kilometers radius of our house, so we camped in the front yard! The neighbours laughed and waved as they passed and that’s OK at least we were camping.
Easter 2021 sees us camping at Abbotsford Bend Forest on the banks of the Murray river on the border of our state Victoria and New South Wales. We chose to stay local because we’re on “baby watch” as Grandchild number 7 is due this month!
Whether it’s camping in a tent or swag or Glamping in a camper trailer the point is we are not sitting at home regretting not seeing more of our amazing country. This option is right for us as The Bloke awaits his hip replacement in June, less tent pegs for him to be hammering in. We have a nice easy 15 minutes set up and by 16 minutes we’re clinking beer bottles and relaxing by a river.
Ok we are camping in Tasmania now. We made it on our long awaited trip and as we boarded the ship we got a text saying due to a Covid out break our check in pass had been canceled and we had to reapply while on the ship before we could get off 😬 So we reapplied of course!
The latest out break is actually in our neighbourhood but thankfully we have a large family and had spent time with them all prior to boarding the ship- so Thursday we spent all day with our Star Son at hospital appointments. All safe there!
Friday we had spent half a day with our eldest son and Grandson in the country at Castlemaine, so all good there.
Saturday our daughter in law and grandson came down to visit so my eldest daughter and her three children came over and we all walked to the end of the court and went to the park to play, so all good there and then finally Sunday we spent all day at home and we walked the dog, prepping for our trip, so all good there!
I thanked my D-I-L for visiting us because otherwise it’s probable that we WOULD have gone to that shopping centre and possibly have been exposed to the virus hence ruining our trip! Instead here we are in Tasmania enjoying everything it has to offer!
Monday we were on the ship at 7.00am and we opted for the day sailing with no cabin so that we could save money, we prefer to spend it here. We had breakfast and then walked around the ship- masks were required until you were out on deck, it was chilly and grey we didn’t stay out there long. We read our books in the lounge on level 9 and at 12:30pm we went to see a movie “Rams” an Australian comedy. Then we had a casual lunch, wrote in my journal and read our books. Ship docked in Tasmania at 6:00pm but we were in the exit line for an hour and forty minutes, each person had to be temperature checked and processed, and my Bloke has NOT got a patient bone in his body! Finally we drove six minutes down the road, where we had pre-booked an overnight cabin to stay in. So we went out and found a KFC and got dinner, shower and bed, exhausted 😴
Tuesday dawned fine and sunny so we quickly popped down to the supermarket to buy our fruit and vegetables and bread, you cannot take any of that stuff interstate with you, they check before you get on board! We knew that so we don’t bring any. By 10am we were on the road to start our six week trip.
We got to our first spot called South Croppies Point about lunchtime. I was nervous because a review l read said “4Wheel Drives only” yes we have a 4WD BUT that doesn’t mean l want to use it lol when we got to a particularly sandy churned up piece of track l suggested the Bloke let me out for this bit and l walked.. l mean Fitbit says l should do 250 steps an hour anyways so lm just getting my steps! The Bloke found us the spot and l very nervously watched him back in the camper, l really should give him more credit he’s never failed us yet!!
So we stayed there two nights we would have stayed longer but bad weather was coming and you know that churned up sandy track?! Yeah well l didn’t fancy being bogged in that.
Thursday we moved to a little seaside town about an hour and a half away called St Helens. We’ve been here before to the same caravan park simply because we are allergic to bad weather! So we booked a cabin, brought pizza, did some laundry, had a shower and a reasonably good night sleep.
Today we awoke to bright sunshine and blue sky, there was a lot of rain and heavy winds overnight so we made the right call there. Today we moved to Doras Point it’s a free camp, no direct water views or water access but we can hear it and we have a lovely serenade of frogs! Today the weather has been stunning and we’ve been out and about exploring. We’ll stay here until Monday and then move on.
In the year 2013 l became a Grandma three times! None of them planned but all very much loved. Number one- we currently have no access to but l pray when she’s older she might come looking for answers to her questions and we’ll be here with open arms. Number one was born in July 2013.
Number two- “Sweetpea” was born in November the 21st. Three days early. I was with her Mum, my youngest daughter, she had some issues during the birth so the Midwife handed me a bundle wrapped in a towel and said “Here Grandma watch this for me” l spent the next two hours welcoming her to our family and making sure she knew how loved she was. I spent the first night in the hospital with the girls and then we brought them home on day three.
Grandchild three – our first born Grandson, was born exactly two weeks later 5th December 2013. l didn’t have a nick name chosen for him until l saw him! He was born via Caesarian section and l was with his Mum, my eldest daughter, when he was born his little face was so chubby and he was chatting away he didn’t stop talking, his little face was so “Squishy” that was his nick name. I stayed in the hospital with them for the first night too.
Number two and three grew up almost like twins until Squishy got a baby sister in August 2016. Oh that little face, she has the most adorable little mouth she became my “Faery Girl” too delicate and sweet to belong to this world.
So suddenly we had three hands on Grand babies to love and spoil.
Then Mother’s Day 2017 l unwrapped a present from our Eldest Son and there was a beautiful wooden bowl which is used to hold your yarn while you crochet, and a ball of pink and a ball of blue yarn and a cigar. Hmm weird.. l thanked them and continued to get lunch ready our Son asked “What can you make with that yarn?” I said “oh l don’t know l’ll think of something” he said “You’d better think quickly” and then l understood, Pink and Blue yarn and a cigar for my husband! We were going to be Grandparents again!!
Mean while my eldest daughter husband and their little family were on holidays, when they got back l had permission to share the latest news but before l could share it 4 yr old Squishy says “Grandma!! Guess what?! Mummy’s got a baby in her tummy” she flinched.. they hadn’t planned to tell us yet!
So then Grandchildren five and six were coming one in July and one in December.
Number Five- our “Little Dude” was born July 2018. His Maternal Grandparents came from Netherlands for his birth and we celebrated the happy news together.
Number six- My “Prince Charming” was born Christmas night 2018. He was overdue and my daughter was so desperate for him not to be born on Christmas Day, alas, babies come when they will, he didn’t let her eat her desert though! He has those same kissable lips as his “Faery girl” elder sister.
Isn’t it funny- when you have your children you think your heart is full to bursting, no more room to love anyone else. Then you become a “Grand” Parent and suddenly your bursting with love again. Each one is so different but all deeply loved.
Now we are awaiting Grandchild number seven it’s a little girl and she’s due end of April, she will be Sweetpea’s baby sister seven years age difference, she will have to adjust to being a Big Sister and not having her Mum all to herself. She’s excited, when my daughter found out she was having a girl we made a little display of pink things on the dining room table and brought her in to show her, her little eyes got wide and she whispered “Is it really a girl?!” We said “Yes” she cried “Why are you crying?” We asked in shock and l wrapped her in a hug her little shoulders shaking she whisper “I’m so excited Grandma!”
April 2019- my 17 year old son was playing football and hurt his knee. Hurt is an understatement he did the trinity of Knee damages, his ACL, his MCL and his Meniscus it couldn’t be much worse. That simple fall in the first 20 minutes of the first game of Football for the season. Seemingly innocent and yet.. here we are almost two years later dealing with that bloody knee!
The first time (yep l said “First time” it’s getting worse!) there a blog on my page somewhere about the horror, l still feel sick when l think of it and all the emotions of those six months come back easily. He ended up having three different surgeries and then got Golden Staph blood poisoning. Horrific!
He had a pic line in his arm to deliver drugs straight into his system, he had weeks in the hospital and then six more weeks at home with “Hospital at home” nurses in every.single.day!! As a result he missed time off school and was unable to finish his final school year, another crushing blow.
April till August we dealt with his #bloodyknee as we all fondly called it. MRI’s, surgeons, Dr’s, blood tests, X-rays, heart scans, my poor boy had them all and l was with him every step of the way. My husband would drop me off at 7.00am and he’d go to work and then get back at about 6.00pm we’d supervise his dinner (or go buy him something to tempt him to eat!) and then leave at around 8.00pm and drive 45 minutes home. We were all wrecked!
Finally he was off the crutches and almost walking normally, he’d gotten a temporary job with The Bloke’s company to make himself some money and decide what his next steps should be. He decided he’d like to be a Builder and so we found him a man who was willing to give him a trial and he started working. We wondered how his knee would hold out and the answer was.. it didn’t!
In April 2020 his knee collapsed on him and he came hobbling home, it swelled up it was hot and l was more vocal this time! The first time l let my husband and my son and the football coach make decisions l didn’t agree with THIS time l did not! I called the physio and got him in l told him “l think he’s done it again” all three of them tsk tsk’ed me and said “it’s probably nothing!” Until the Physio started working on it and l saw his face fall and l knew!! He was in X-ray pretty soon after. He saw the Surgeon the next day!
This time he had torn the ACL because the Surgeon suggested that the graft had been weakened by the infection. So immediately blood works were done to make sure there was no Golden Staph present and he was booked in for surgery in March.
And then Covid came! Star Son gave up his dream job because his knee buckled as they were carrying a window and he almost dropped it! Surgeries were cancelled and then he was downgraded to “Elective” and he ended up having to wait until October 2020. And due to very strict covid conditions we had to leave him at the door to hobble into the hospital and be admitted for surgery, all by himself!! That was the hardest day of my life waiting to hear how it went. The surgeon called us to say all had gone better than expected and he would be gone in two days. My husband was his nominated visitor so he went in and sat with him for only an hour and we face timed so l could see and speak to him. I was in the car in the car park!
So from October until today he’s been back and forth for appointments and physio. He started his dream job he’s doing an apprenticeship with my Son in law as a builder and because his boss (our son in law) has followed the drama every step of the way he understands about the appointments and physio and everything needed for Star Son to heal. Today he had an appointment with physio who said he’s doing really good and a bit above where he should be. Then he saw the surgeon this afternoon he is also happy with his progress and so for now we can breath a little easier.
We went out for lunch to celebrate we had to kill a few hours between appointments.
As parents do we ever stop worrying about them? I think the older they get the more worried l am. Then of course you become a Grandparent and the level of worry goes up a notch!!