New experiences...some good, some bad.

I guess that's life, isn't it? All the good, and the bad, added together makes a life. A pretty good one too, in my mind.

We've started to morph a new family plan into action. Losing James rocked our world, there's no doubt, but the honest truth is it also set us free in a lot of ways.

That will shock some people. That we would admit that. I love him dearly, and would not trade a second of being his mom, but truthfully, having a severely physically disabled child restricts your fmily activities to a large degree.

The girls loved him too, and were incredibly generous about the restrictions we faced. But I have to admit, it's easy to get used to "normalcy" and being able to say things like "Let's go to a movie." or "Why don't we go camping this summer?". Incredibly easy.

So we took the plunge and purchased our first trailer. Used, and a hybrid, which made it much more affordable than the glorified houses on wheels some people own....but it suits our needs perfectly, and it's ours. Then we purchased a truck....and in doing so passed another "post James" threshhold....no minivan. No room for wheelchairs, feeding pumps, seating paraphenalia, and all that goes with severe CP. I've driven a minivan since he got too big for me to swing easily into a car seat....and pictured myself driving one when I was old and grey, to be frank.

Brian has quit smoking, to better enjoy (and pay for) our new lifestyle. Cold turkey, and I must say- he's doing amazingly well!

53 days until Disney too.

I almost don't recognize us! But it's my life, and I like it.