The birthing ball is inflated, the TEN’s has a new battery, the raspberry leaf tea is on the menu, and the pushchair has been taken to heir home. Yes, DIL is 36 weeks pregnant and the final preparations have been made for the arrival of Grandchild number 6. The longest we will have to wait to meet ‘Tinkerbell’ is 6 weeks, if s/he arrives on time it will be 4 weeks today, I’ve got butterflies just thinking about it!
Son is still unwell, his iron count is way down so he was in hospital on Thursday having an iron infusion, he is not noticing any improvement yet but apparently it can take a few day for any benefit to manifest. He is seeing his consultant again this week, he has ulcerative colitis, I hope that she can work a miracle and that he will be back to full health, or at least approaching it, by the time their baby arrives, otherwise I’m not sure how well he will cope. Plus I feel so sorry for DIL, all the attention and concern is for him when it should be her who everyone is ‘fussing’ over, but people are so shocked by Son’s appearance that it is him who people cosset. I chatted to her about it today and she said that it didn’t bother her, her problem as that Son is so short-tempered. We all know that this is his way of coping, he is frightened that if he lets his guard down he will become depressed so he responds by being angry, but it must be really difficult having to live with someone who is like that a lot of the time. This flare-up has been unremitting and so far has lasted over 6 months, he has lost nearly 3 stone in weight, he was slim to begin with and it is so sad to see this really active young man have to give up all his sport and physically change so rapidly. I think his health has influenced their decision to ask me to be at the birth of their baby, having someone else there will, hopefully, reduce the pressure on him, I think that DIL anticipates that he may not be able to provide as much support as she may want.
Must stop talking about this now, I can get quite emotional. He may be a grown man, a husband and soon-to-be Daddy, but when it comes down to it he is still my little boy and my instinct is to try and stop whatever is hurting him, and I can’t.