I'll admit it. I've always been a bit jealous of my friends when they mention dropping their kids off at another one of our friend's houses just so they could run this errand or that, go to an appointment, etc. With Clayton's medical issues, I've never had that luxury. Many people were willing, but most knew Brian and I were leary simply because there were always the "what-ifs." And just when we decided to branch out of our comfort zone, Clayton had his first seizure which sent us back into protect and isolate mode.
So over the years, that's basically left us with only my parents as trained and ready babysitters. And even they get burned out--and hey, maybe sometimes I want to do something with them for a change!! Not to mention they both work full time and some of these times I'm needing a babysitter is while they are at work . . .
I can't remember when Rhonda and I clicked, but we did. We went to the same high school, but weren't friends then. We go to church together and somehow last year we just all of the sudden became good friends. She's just one of those people I feel like I've always known.
I think what I like most about Rhonda is that she's not afraid of Clayton and definitely not intimidated by his medical conditions. She kept him when I was having Jackson and I didn't have to worry a bit. He absolutely LOVES being with her--he starts squealing like crazy when he finds out he gets to be with her WITHOUT me!!
And so it was again this week that I was reminded how something so little can mean so much to me------I needed to go somewhere Wednesday and couldn't take both boys (I'm just not capable of pushing a stroller and wheelchair at the same time). Rhonda immediately volunteered to keep Clayton and I was able to go without worrying about managing both boys. It's something so small, but I drove away from her house feeling so NORMAL.
NORMAL. Are we finally there on our own terms??? If not, we're getting really close.
Thanks, Rhonda. :)