Just over a month ago I posted that out of nowhere Jude seemed to be turning a corner – and he’s still there, frantically trying to avoid any understeer and staying on track.
Day by day it is difficult to recognise the changes, most of the time we just make him smile – that’s still great. He’s eating better, he’ll have three meals a day. He will go in his pushchair, even fall asleep in it. He will travel in his car seat – this is a really significant development, we can travel again without ending the journey emotionally shattered. His digestive issues seem to have subsided, not gone but nowhere near as bad. Rather than look after him, we play with him. He likes looking a himself in the mirror, gets that from me.
We still don’t really know what is going on inside his head but whatever is going on, we aren’t living with it – it stays in the background.
These times make up for the ‘other days’, and some.
For some reason I have spent the last hour watching teleshopping – the remote is too far away. I’m feeling very tempted by the H2O mop and the 80s music explosion. Not so keen on the huggable hangers though.