9

Another birthday in this house. My little president is 9. I have ao many things to say about this chap. He loves to talk like  his mum, his talent in art is amazing,  he shows such kindness to people and strangers . It was touch and go with him when he was born. I'll never forget when he was  placed on cpap and his lungs would fill up with fluid. And I couldn't do anything but watch the amazing nurses help drain it out on and off all day every day for 5 days. But he fought and he won. 
He has been amazing helping me out the last few weeks. 

I let him skive school today so he could play with his toys. And he had a lovely day with me at home. 
Birthdays are so stressful in this house with a certain wildling and it's been quite stressful since after school.  It doesn't help that Xander was up at midnight for ages, and then Lincoln woke the jedi up before 4am and neither anyone could go back to sleep. Everyone is tired. 

Im angry.  My meds aren't ready and one cannot be sourced at all. I have a doctor calling me tomorrow at some point. But regardless I may be missing half my meds for going away. Not what I need when I cannot even get through a few hours without being bloody sore. 

I have family coming tomorrow until Friday so I will be properly absent from blip. Except to upload. 

It's nearly the school holidays.  Thank goodness.