“Any idiot can face a crisis; it’s this day-to-day living that wears you out.” – Anton Chekhov
When I checked in at Mia’s ophthalmologist appointment the other day, the receptionist asked, “Did you fill out the paperwork ahead of time like we asked you to?” I kind of stared at her for a minute. “What paperwork?” I finally met brain overload. I’m sure they told me about it. I’m sure I even smiled and said, “Sure, no problem.” I think I need a vacation.
I scheduled Mia’s six-month (although she’ll be seven months old at the time) evaluation for occupational therapy. I know she’s doing fine and it’s not going to be a shocker of an evaluation. It occurred to me today that the date of the evaluation is exactly one year to the day of our first ultrasound, when they told us she might have Down syndrome. I don’t remember much of June after the 12th. I pretty much spent the end of June sitting in the dark at night searching the internet for information and crying.
I’m thinking that this June will be far less dramatic.
But I know when I’ve hit my limit and need a break.
In July, our family is headed to Colorado for a couple of weeks. We’re going to hike and enjoy the outdoors and get a little mountain therapy. I think all four of us need it. We need to just play outside and not worry too much about schedules and therapy and all of the stuff that goes with it.
I’m excited for the quiet us time (and maybe visiting some friends and family!).
We just have a month and a half of day-to-day living to get through.