You know me. Parkinson’s isn’t a big theme here most of the time but sometimes I get thinking about how it erodes the normality of life and in particular today, my role as a mother.
You can imagine how frustrating it is to have to ask for help, to worry that people are wondering why you’re not scooping up your errant toddler as they’re approaching a playground precipice, to not feel quite in control.
Today was a low point on the self-belief front and then little one refused to settle tonight until I gave him a hug.
We cuddled tight and he gave me a lovely kiss and snuggled up on me. Bliss. Just what I needed to remind me that wobbliness, brain shenanigans and worries mean nothing to little one. He just wants his mum. And that’s me. Thank goodness.
Photo is totally unrelated btw. I just like these drawers.