It’s been awhile since I posted…well, two weeks isn’t really that long, but I wanted to be more consistent than that as I use this as a place to share and connect.
Sitting down to blog has been on my to-do list for much of the past two weeks, and I have kept talking myself out of it because I just wasn’t feeling it. I wasn’t really sure why, but I think I’ve figured it out.
I feel like, to date, this blog has been more than a little past-focused. And justifiably so. There was a lot that we experienced and a lot to process and share about it.
Of course, there certainly still is more to process and share, but we are in a new season of our lives now. So, I think my writing needs to take on a bit of a new season too.
What is that? Great question.
Yesterday, I sat around the table with Evan’s therapists for his 6-month Early Intervention Re-evaluation. We reflected on the past six months (well, more like four, since our fall involved more hospital than originally planned) and planned for the coming six months.
It really was like a changing of the seasons. In fact, I almost forgot some of the amazing progress Evan has made in these months since he got discharged around Halloween. No more NG tube. Lots of “real” foods. Rolling and chewing on toys. Hearing aids and tummy time.
I think sometimes I write with a past-focus to protect my heart from being optimistic about the new season we are entering. But, the reality is, we are in a new season. We’re preparing for Evan to sit up, to communicate more, to engage with the world around him, to explore. Things that, six months ago, it was hard to even imagine him doing.
New seasons can be scary, particularly when they don’t go the way you expected. But, I can’t pretend we’re not in a new season because I’m scared of the potential of a health issue taking us back to the previous season.
Seasons come and seasons go, and I’m going to try to be more mindful of the one I’m in.