Happy New Year 2018!

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2018 started off with the flu (thanks flu shot, for not working this year, lol), but I am so thankful for the holiday season and how much fun the girls and I had.  We baked cookies for Santa, we hung out with our friends, we saw Coco and Jumanji (which was surprisingly more funny and entertaining than we thought it would be), and basically had a blast hanging out.  It was so nice not rushing here nor there, and playing games with each other-- our Christmas presents included “the Game of Life,” as well as “Who, What, Where”— I think we’re instituting “game day” as part of our family life.  Just relaxing, making art from art kits and reading fun books and watching t.v.

The downside is that at the end of the month I have a hearing with my lovely ex hubby that I blogged about here.  Ugh, not looking forward to that, but leaving that up to the attorney.  And as for latest from the ex, he instilled the “fear” of the flu in my daughters; luckily I was better by the time they returned from their winter break visit with him, but they kept asking me why I wouldn’t let them stay with dad, because it wasn’t “safe” to be with me and they would catch my germs.  After asking me several times, I responded that I was fine, that the expert about my being better was my doctor, and I was sorry that they were made to feel like it wasn’t “safe” to come to mom’s house.  /eyeroll.  The pettiness just never ends.

Hubby has been a champ through the flu craziness (running around the house disinfecting everything, as well as breaking down the Christmas tree and decorations, doing twelve loads of laundry, lol), and I’m happy to say that I’m functionally upright and healed from the illness!  Definite gold stars go to hubby!

Of bigger note than anything, my brother and I have been huddling since November about my mom—her health is declining and she’s been in the ICU twice.  I’m on the fence as to what to do; but I think I’ll be heading out to see her as soon as I have more information.  So prayers and wishes of good health needed, please.

When it rains, it pours!

And somehow, I will just make this all work—family, home, ex-family, mom, work.

Love,

Jane Thrive