Last night when I was cleaning I came across Lukes medical report from last year. I cried. I know how close we came to losing him that night. I know if he would have died or become severely injuried my life would be drastically different right now for many reasons. I am thankful for his laugh and his energy and his craziness. More and more I see how he just fits and how he completes our family. It has taken a while for me to get to this point and although Some days I wonder what we were thinking I love Duke the Puke.
This has been a tough week. I worked some extra hours which were only five hour shifts but were still were time away from the kids. Kids are at their breaking point and wether or not they know it they need schedules and some stablness. School starts Tuesday and comments about how people hope my kids dont kill their teachers with COVID is neither helpful or accurate. Plus we had a budget meeting after months of no meetings. In which we found out that we had once again over spent in August. Which could have been stopped if we would have known earlier in the month. I sent $1500 to student loans. Andrew turned eight yesterday and I am so thankful for him. He is become such a deep thinker and asks these amazing questions that I don't always have the answers to. The meds have helped slow him down but he is still crazy Andrew. We upped the medications and it was like he was on speed. He couldn't sleep and was kind of zombie like. Then there has been a few moments wher
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