My blog post this week reflects my frustration with social media. It's not about people not sharing their news, it's about the worry of me telling someone face to face and them posting a message online. Also if I had posted about going to Belfast last week, everyone would automatically know the baby was here.
Due to complicated issues, my freedom to talk openly online about my life is restricted by Peter's ex wife. Our eldest grandchild has to be referred to as 'Grandchild', as the ex has been excluded from child 2's life, at his request (he is in his 30's and we agree that he's made the right decision) As far as child 2 is concerned, I am mum and I am Granny. This also means we can't/don't post photos of our grandchild. I'm always worried I will slip up somewhere and constantly checking I use the pronouns 'they/them'
We also had to complete child 1's End of Life Plan. She is profoundly disabled and is in care. She isn't ill, it's a physical disability. The form was more suited for someone who was capable of making informed decisions about their lives, so most of the sections read 'Consult parents, unless I outlive them, then please consult my brothers and their wives/children.'
317 A long drive home, time to unpack, shop and load the sofa bed in the car to take to mum at her new home tomorrow. Popped round the neighbours to share baby photos and to say thank you, with flowers, for looking after the cat while we were away. Evening spent in front of the TV.
318 Walked the dog and then down to the flat in Monmouth to carry out some repairs between tenants, sadly repairs are major. I met a friend for coffee, then over to mums to drop the sofa off and set it up. I've not seen my mum for over a year, we've been in different bubbles so no hugging. Then off to see grandchild 2b (so numbered as they are the child no 2 and his wife 2a) who lives a few minutes away.
320 Walked into town to get a zip fixed on a leather handbag, we were out two hours, I cooked a roast for lunch and spent the afternoon filled in some financial paperwork/tax forms that had to be posted. It was very stressful, also dealing with the aftermath of yet another tenant.
321 A day of tidying and cleaning, the spare car and house keys have been missing for several weeks now, no idea where they've gone. I found a hairdressers to get my hair sorted after the previous cut at another place and had my nails done. Peter had his flu jab.
322 Off to meet a friend to organise repairs to the flat, DIL and grandchild 4a and 4b, joined us for a coffee and a wander round the shops. A visit to the Doctors to organise further blood tests; whilst my ferritin levels have moved back into the normal range there are still a few other bloods that need sorting. Friend came round for rearranged Friday night chips and wine.
323 Early morning flight to Belfast to meet 4b, Freddie. Peter stayed at home to look after the dog, he'll come over another time, soon. No idea how long I'll be out here for.
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