January sucks; it is such a bleak month. I think I have doldrums. I like that word.
February isn't much better but it is shorter. And there's always the chance I can beat a Valentines celebrating couple to death. I bet that would feel good.
Mia is sick. Given her age and long standing issues this last illness has really kicked her ass. She has lost weight and is weak. She sleeps all the time. I feed her high octane type food off my finger. She sees the vet every few days. It is what it is. I have been here before; I’ll know what to do when I need to.
Siren knows something is different. Mia doesn’t hiss at him or swat him away. She just stares at him and goes back to sleep. The confused look on his face is both amusing and heartbreaking. I hug him a lot.
Hope starts day care tomorrow. I think it will be wonderful for her. She is so curious and thoughtful. I think she’ll learn a lot from being around other children. The day care is near the school where her mom teaches and the town is urban and diverse. That will be a good thing too – this family doesn’t need another generation with its head up its close minded ass.
The image of that just made me laugh out loud.
I’m going to stop here. I think I’m in danger of either a rant or a crying jag.
More soon …
I’ll leave you with a few photos of the folks I love.
I put her bib on backwards. Oy!
this is the look I get when I sing really loud. she kills me.
Siren is such a handsome boy.
Sweet Mia - as long as she is comfy we live in the moment.