Toby observed the funniest little thing this morning.
It never rains on us when we're at Trevy's bus stop.
And it's been a year of extreme rain here in New England. Yet never once has it rained on us. It's rained before. It's rained after. In fact...it literally began to drizzle while the bus was pulling away this morning.
But never once while we're waiting for the bus. Nor...that I can remember...when picking him up!
It's just a weird little thing. It'll be interesting to see how long it lasts.
I had an observation of my own this morning. While checking emails and such. Cuppa coffee in hand.
Somewhere along the way Jonathan has completely taken over Trevy's meds.
Every morning he plops him on the couch and force feeds them to him.
And every evening he plops him back on the couch. Usually jammied up and smelling like baby bath. And force feeds him round two.
I don't know when I stopped being a part of the medicine administering process?
I have fuzzy memories of having the hold him down so Jonathan could pry his lips open and force the yucky tasting toxins down his throat. But after surgery that changed. Partly because two of his meds don't taste so yucky. Partly because...well...Trevy's not the same child anymore.
This morning it hit me. How freeing it feels to not have to watch the med hour strike the clock. It's really just a little thing in the whole caring for Trevy package. But it's still...
To share responsibility.
So when I noticed this morning that it's been ages since I've helped...I actually thanked Jonathan.
And he was so sweet about it too. Just more proof that he's a keeper!
He said something like...
he knows he gets to go off to work and not think about Trevy for 8 hours a day. And it's just a little way he can reduce my load.
Seriously. SO sweet.
I think I maybe expected him to respond with...
Yeah...well it would be nice if you could help every now and then!
You know. Like maybe I would.
It made me feel all warm and fuzzy. That we didn't have to sit down and create a divide and conquer list. That I didn't have to get bitter that he wasn't noticing. He just noticed. And it made me feel like we're a Team. A Trevy Team. A Trevy Hope Team!
it was a nice moment. And I'm determined to mingle some nice moments within the hard...the heartbreaking...the harried...the hurried...the holy crow I can't do this anymores...
because the nice moments are what refill the hope tank along the way!