It's the sound of my mummy heart breaking a little....
Chloe who is just 5...(imagine a little girl with big brown eyes, sandy blond coloured hair that curls up in the humidity, 1/2 part princess, 1/2 part monster and that is her) has some medical issues. I will fill you in on that later.
She has suddenly reached the part of hey this isn't fair, I am different and I hate it and hey I feel crappy so much of the time. She is angry, sad and so so scared and my mummy heart is breaking just a little. Mummies are supposed to be able to heal hurts with kisses and ice cream and hey ice cream is out as she would stop breathing :) and kisses don't quite cut it anymore either.
You know if I was a little girl and I had 5 specialists to call my own and I had to have allergy tests, blood tests, anaesthetics at times and was on a multitude of very necessary medications and couldn't eat (well except for rice and pears ) you know I would be pretty cranky too...
As an adult I would whine to my husband and reach for a scotch or chocolate or both and still feel sorry for myself and she can't do any of that.
So my baby girl princess....mummy is sorry she can't kiss away the hurt and I am sorry that I have to hold you down for the yucky things that ultimately help you. I love you so so much and am so amazingly proud of your fiesty strong spirit. You and your sister are our sunshine and we love you so.
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