To say the month of June has been hard would be an understatement. As someone who is accustomed to hardships, I thought (quit wrongly and perhaps naively so), that the hard times were behind me. But if life teaches us anything, it is that no matter how many times you have been knocked down. There is always something or someone waiting to give you another punch. As sad as that may sound, there is an upside to it. And that is in knowing through each hardship and pain, that there is indeed a light at the end of the tunnel. The trick thus becomes, knowing when that punch lands that you can and will get up.
This past month (and quite frankly this past few months) the punches came in the form of my daughters health taking a nose dive. Whilst starting creche seemed like an opportune moment for us all in our home to take our hands off the steering wheel for a bit. Life had other plans. Just a few weeks after starting creche my daughter ill. And for some time nothing was helping, not the copious amounts of antibiotics she was on. Or the numerous other medication. Whilst I am not new to illness and illnesses in general. It took us by surprise as our daughter had been fairly healthy for the first year of her life. Needing zero medical attention or intervention. So much so that my husband and I joked that she was made of steel. Oh how wrong we were.
As it turns out, all you need to turn a perfectly healthy toddler into a walking petri dish of infections. Is to send them to creche with 12 other toddler, all with their unique brand of illness. On top of the seemingly endless ear infections, stomach bugs and general illnesses. Our sweet girl fell out of her crib one night and had a concussion which led to her being hospitalized. Any mother out there will tell you that seeing your child in pain and unhappy is one of the hardest things. Especially when there is little you can do about it.
That was the case for me as I had to say goodbye to my then 13 month old as my husband stayed in hospital with her as I was forced to go home. Given the current pandemic, only one parent was allowed to stay. And seeing as my French is beginner at best. We found it best that my husband be the one to stay with her for a few nights while she underwent observation. Luckily she was discharged after a few days and was back to her old self. As for her general health, that is an ongoing mystery. From random rashes to persistent colds, no one has slept peacefully in our home fir a few months now. But despite it all we are settling into our new normal. And what was once scary. Has now become part of our everyday life.
And whilst I could spend the reminder of this newsletter, and the year at that, harping on about my issues. I did realize something during all this. And that is to count my blessings. Because whilst things are undoubtedly tough right now. My husband and I have the means to handle any situation that comes our way. On top of that having each other to go through all this has been a true blessing. Now however as we enter a new month and as my family and I return from a much needed 10 day vacation, I am focusing on realignment and self care for us all. Getting into healthier and better habits that will benefit us all in the short and long term.