I have always been a pretty self sufficient kind of girl.
I could handle it on my own, thankyouverymuch.
Then came Parker.
For the first few years I kept up with my ‘do it all myself’ determination.
Until one day I realized it was killing me.
From the gray hair, to the weight gain, the stress of trying to to it myself was doing more harm than good.
I’m learning that there is more than one way to let people help.Â Â Sometimes talking with somebody who not only gets it, but who has lived it and actually has a degree on how to help you through it, is needed.
And so I am now working with a therapist.
There was a time I’d be beyond embarrassed to let even my closest friend know this, much less the entire interwebs.
But one blessing that comes with having a medically fragile child with special needs is that you start to not care so much about what anybody else thinks.
I mean ifÂ I actually have the time to have a moment of free thought, I wanna make it a good one.
What are the topics discussed during this time with my friend with a therapy degree?
How to make it through a right heart cath without your whole entire world falling apart. And when I say entire world falling apart, I’m not kidding.
I don’t handle right heart caths…..and any bad news they may bring…..well.
Not well at all.
This is something I really need to get over.Â Because it’s been sucking the life out of this Mama.
And it’s time for it to stop.
I owe myself the blessing of working through this.Â And I owe it to the rest of my family.Â Most especially Parker.
I can do this.
With a little help from my therapist.
What is one of the best things you’ve ever done for yourself?