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The good stuff...

Gosh it's a beautiful day today!

I've been drifting in a strange world where time is flimsy, minutes are big, but days are almost microscopic. I have contentment in spasms, or hiccups, and in between I'm not really here because I'm travelling through rough terrain trying to make sense of my life over the last couple of years.

But today I want to talk about the spasmodic hiccups of contentment.

Harlem had his second surgery on Tuesday, and while him needing a second surgery wasn't great news in an of itself, the outcome is very good. He actually limped out of the surgery on all four legs after hopping in the day before on just three. It seems the issue with his patella slipping to the inside of his leg was at the root of him not wanting to use the leg at all. Now that his patella is stable, he seems quite happy to use the leg, though obviously it is still sore after a second operation. He's not at all impressed at having the lampshade back on, but that's temporary and at least this time he's not crashing into stuff as much because he has a sense of the dimension of the collar.

One thing I am endlessly grateful for is the pet insurance. I was saying to my parents the other day that getting insurance has always paid off for us. While a lot of people say insurance is wrought, we've ended up using insurance a lot! I got extended insurance for my desktop and it paid for itself three times over. I got private insurance for the car, and we've used it several times now! And well, in pet insurance this year alone, it looks like we'll come pretty close to the 10, 000 coverage for Harlem. That goodness we had that!

We had Lukas' parent-teacher meetings yesterday and it was just a delight! Even he said afterwards, 'Wow, that was actually fun! It has never been fun before!'

His music teachers heaped praise on him. They said they couldn't believe this was the same kid they had in class a year ago. They said that not only were they happy to recommend him for the VET music program next year, but that he was their top pick!

Both his English teacher and his Maths teacher said he was holding his own in class, that he showed up, participated well, was enthusiastic. His English teacher said the diagnosis of dyslexia was pretty spot on, but that Lukas was a conscientious student despite his challenges. She recommended he not pursue VCE English in year 10, but that he take the year off and do an elective English class and enjoy himself a bit before the hard work of the VCE subjects kicked in. His maths teacher said the current maths class he was in was beneath his ability, and he suspected Lukas had chosen that class to ease the pressure while he focused on his music. He was also happy to hear that although Lukas is not required to do any more maths units, he wants to because he wants to have that up his sleeve in case he ends up choosing studies which require most complex maths.

I don't think I've ever smiled so much during any meeting with teachers, ever!

It didn't come as a surprise, since Lukas' GPA had been adjusted to 2.5/4.0 after his music studies were properly added to the mix.

I am really enjoying my journey with head covering. It just feels so right for me, I feel so much more confident when I go out - it's like a hug, weird I know, but it really works!

In many ways, I'm feeling more centred now. There is still a long way to go until I achieve an even keel, but I finally feel like I'm on my way.


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