This coming weekend is big celebration time. Firstly (note, I am getting my priorities right) it is my parents golden wedding anniversary. Secondly, it is my 1st Blog birthday.
A year ago, I wrote
This is my first blog. I am Isobel, from now on known as Buster (39 and a single adopter), my little boy is Fred, from now on known as Bonzo – 4 years old and has been the main reason for me to get up each morning for the past 2.5 years. He is the light of my life. He makes me laugh, he makes me cross, but mainly he makes my life what it is today. Which certainly isn’t dull.
2011 was not good. 2012 is going to be a whole lot better.
Of course, 2011 had great bits, good bits & average bits, but mainly it was hard work. We moved house (due to a large error by Social Services) and Bonzo started pre-school. We changed name (due to the same large error) and I didn’t go back to work as planned (guess what I am going to say here!)
Good points from 2011 – we now live up the road from my brother and family. This means Bonzo spends many happy hours jumping in muddy puddles with his cousins Pickle & Pop.
So, in a nutshell that is me – I will be back!
So, there are obvious differences – for a start I am no longer 39, and Bonzo is no longer 4.
It is an interesting read for me, reading my own blog, as this week follows on from what is possibly the worst week we have had. But, I am going to put my positive head on, and list the good things from the past year.
We have a rabbit – she gives Bonzo alot of pleasure, and keeps him company when I am busy. She is very tolerant of him and will happy play Lego with him – she is throwing it around, he is interpreting that as play.
We had a great week in Madrid. Sun, friends and exploration.
The Olympics made our Summer. Bonzo flag waved from the Diamond Jubilee till the closing ceremony of the Paralympics.
Bonzo is doing brilliantly at swimming – at the point now where the teacher is using him to demonstrate to the others what to do. He does this confidently and happily. All he needs to do now is stop looking at me whilst he swims.
At the age of 5, he has already ‘raced’ in two bike events – these are big events with a lot going on – and he has coped with the taking part (and the losing!).
He is beginning to laugh – proper laughing, not false stuff, though we still get far too much of that.
Bonzo has coped relatively well with me working. He enjoys Big Charges company and is very sweet with Little Charge.
There are other good things, I couldn’t possibly list them all.
So, to sum up the past year, I would say, the good bits are better, and the bad bits are absolutely definitely worse. Just today I plucked up the courage to call my local agency and ask what help & support they have on offer, I have rallied the troops at school – a meeting with his teacher & the Senco lady is imminent, and he will be starting some sort of play therapy next week.
So, what would I like over the next 12 months?
Firstly, for Bonzo to feel settled enough at school for homelife to be smoother. He is fine at school, but reacts to every minor change the minute he steps through the door.
Diagnosis for the eye rolling/absences – judging by the fact that the eye rolling has returned big time this week, it is looking more likely it is trauma induced – or mild epilepsy worsened by trauma – this is definitely the more complicated option. We will see.
For happiness to allow academics to develop.
And for a lot more laughter, and a lot less grunting and negativity to fill this home!
Meanwhile, I’d best head North, and join in the family celebrations. (Where Bonzo will be just fab – he is at his best whilst stuffing his face with afternoon tea!)