I have realised since having my baby that people seem to have drifted away. I know I have been busy and I know that my life has changed but I am still here.
I know that you probably think I don’t want to talk about your daily upsets; that your washing pile just won’t disappear, now your child talks you want a moments peace, that your child has a cold and is up all night and you just want to sleep.
The thing is it is one of the many things I want and sort of need.
I need the normality of talking about the childhood sniffles, that the kid at nursery cut your bundle of joys hair, that the boss at work won’t let you eat at your desk anymore.
It brings me back to normality for that moment in time.
Talking about normal, somewhat ‘boring’ topics makes me for that 5 minutes forget that my child potentially has a life limiting condition, it makes me forget that my child’s life is not what I would wish on my worst enemy.
Most people generally ask about my baby’s appointments and what is happening now, which don’t get me wrong is lovely that people care enough to ask, but that is it, that is the extent of their conversation.
It is almost like I have a sign above me stating that I cannot handle a normal conversation without ending up in jealous tears as that’s what I wished my worries and concerns are.
I would love to take her place and I would never not want her around just so I had my ‘old’ life back, but I sure wish I had the old conversations.
I am still me, my child may not be the same as yours now but I am still here.
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