Getting Grown-Up

Happy New Year

Every New Years my hubster and I sit out on our balcony after the kids have gone to sleep.  We eat fancy cheeses, oat crackers, pepitoes and plump olives… and my favourite; grilled artichoke hearts.  We toast another year. We talk about how it has been and stubbornly focus on the achievements, congratulating ourselves for what we have managed.  Then we plan the next year together. As the years pass and my body presents more challenges, we’ve been surprised by how much we can still do.  Together.  2014 has been a good year for us as a couple. It’s been good for us as a family.

It’s taken all year, but our minor renovation downstairs is complete. Happy sigh! A good year for finishing things, tying up loose ends.  Getting more organised.  We are starting to feel like grown ups. I turned forty this year; next year, he’ll turn fifty.  Takes a while, getting to this grown-up feeling!  Once upon a time, we used to go to New Year’s Eve parties.  That’s just not feasible anymore, and you know what?  We don’t even miss the sparkle and excitement, the social stress, the late night, the hangover.  Last year we rang in the New Year at 10pm and tucked ourselves up in bed.  It was perfect.

We have a decoration on our tree, it is a hanging, lidded gift box, crammed with tiny notes.  This year, when we were decorating the tree, my son asked me what all the folded pieces of paper inside were. He had never noticed them before.  They are all our plans for all the New Years. Written in tiny script, hopes and goals and aspirations, folded into the smallest possible wad and added to the years before.  I showed him and his interest skipped off elsewhere, the way it does when you are seven and Mum shows you something less magical than you expected. We, however, always look at previous years nostalgically when we add a new one! It’s amazing how many of them have come true.  Is that because we wrote them down? Planned for them?  Is it really that simple?

What are you planning for in 2015?

Next year holds so many unknowns for me.  I am supposed to start IVIG treatment.  That will run for six months. I’ve been accepted into a leadership programme, for people who show promise as a voice for social change.  For me, that means really working on using my voice to promote understanding of invisibile illness and invisible disability in New Zealand, building leadership skills, increasing my network.  It’s an incredibly cool opportunity, but I don’t know yet if the first will preclude me from the latter, I’m waiting for some dates to know for sure. I feel like I am suspending my excitement in case it doesn’t all fall into place.  But, OH!  What if it does?!

What is certain for me about next year is that I will be wife-ing, mothering, writing, and getting involved with life in as many ways as I can.

I’ll be spending a bit of time (as much as I can manage) out in the countryside, where my daughter rides; drinking in the goodness of green paddocks and the sweet smell of horse feed.  I’ll be stroking the warm neck of her wise and good pony and watching my girl follow her bliss, hair flying out behind, grin on her face.  It’s the best soul food on the planet, watching your children do the things they love.

I’ll be wrapping my arms around my little guy as often as I can. I feel that he is moving on up into a new stage and the little boy sweetness of his cuddles is making way for boundless, urgent energy. He’s a big kid now, a purple belt in karate, a story-writing, poison-ball-tramp-champ-justice-leaguer. He’s growing up and I am treasuring the last vestiges of my baby boy.

I’ll be working on some more pro-active health measures.  I want to improve my gut motility somehow, so I am going to work on what I feed it, I’ll be giving my intestines a rest in the very early New Year by starting a liquid diet.  I had a gastrograffin study which showed, when compared with my recent gastric emptying study, that liquid transits through my intestines with much more ease than solid food. So goodbye cake! I’ll be souping it up instead (know any great soup recipes?). I also want to do all that I can for my general mobility and my fitness, so I am going to the rehab centre to work on my exercise program. I’m excited and hopeful about what that might do.

I’ll be here, blogging about my life with dysautonomia, and all the other things besides.  I’ll be connecting with you over on my Chronic-ills of Rach facebook page. I’ll be emailing, advocating, writing and doing the work I have been given to do.  There is so much more of it.   Hang around with me, I’ve just got this feeling that 2015 is going to be a good one!

How do you celebrate New Years?  Can you?  Do you have little rituals too?

8 thoughts on “Getting Grown-Up”

  1. Have you thought about getting a Vitamix blender? Darling husband bought one for our 25th wedding anniversary and its a life changer. I have different gastric issues but often all I can handle is liquid. The Vitamix blends anything to complete liquid and makes soup! I just chuck in a quarter onion, two unchopped carrots, some toms, unchopped celery, stock cube, water etc and whizz on high for five minutes and I’ve got hot soup! Because it spins so fast, the friction heats up the food to HOT! I also don’t have to chop stuff and I don’t have to stand there for long. It’s over before you know it! For smoothies what is really cool is that the friction cracks open the cell wall of the nutrients making them super accessible to your body. And NO I don’t sell them. Hahahahaha.

    Today I had to have two smoothies so I piled almond milk, bananas, apples, frozen mango and frozen cherries in and ended up with so much goodness in my tummy!

    I didn’t know that Z was a ninja!

    1. Ooooh, that sounds like a very clever little machine there, Michele! I will look into that, does it make the smoothies hot too? Hot smoothies would be a different kind of a taste sensation 😉
      Yes, Zed loves karate. The bobby dazzler takes him twice a week, and watches the whole lesson and does practise sessions with him. What a lucky boy to have such a devoted dad, huh?! It’s very cool to see them doing their thing.
      Thanks for the heads up on the invention of vitamix machine. I’m off to google!

  2. Haha. It only does hot smoothies if you leave it running way to long. 🙂

    It’s expensive. I think we paid $1500 for ours. It does get used at least four times a day by all of us.

    It is so good for me because I don’t have to actually be in the kitchen for long to produce something fulling and nutritious. Yay!

    1. Thanks Romana! I got you a green pen today. 😉 One of these days I will post it off! Such a back log of snail mail! How is your New Year turning out so far?

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