I’m not gonna lie, it’s been rough since we lost Chili Dawg. I’m still crabby and Finchy is still whiney. Chili Dawg’s ashes came home last week, and his 4 month ampuversary would have been on September 11th. My husband flew out of town on September 11th, so I’ve been single parenting it this week, and I have to say, I don’t know how single parents do it! Paws up to you who do it on your own! My 2 year old is on an appetite stimulant because she doesn’t like to eat. As a result, she gets up once or twice at night to drink her high calorie beverage (seriously, it really is high calorie-and it’s expensive, we have to order it off of ebay because insurance won’t cover it since Juliana doesn’t have a g-tube to make it her main source of nutrition). So there you have it. The perfect storm. I’m crabby from losing the Chili Dawg, and now I’m crabby from being sleep deprived as well.
Tonight, I was at the point of exhaustion. Wrestling with the kids to get in their pajamas, when Juliana looks at me and says, ” ‘Ove you!” Did I forget to mention that Juliana is also speech delayed? I think I smiled the first real smile since we lost the Chili Dawg, so I had to share it.