So why am I in love with this photo? Because watching my son eat makes me happy. Seriously, chills were running down my spine and I was feeling all giddy. Weird? Hell yes! Understandable? Yes, again.
Calories, fat, salt and protein are this kid's lifeline. He can eat all he wants, and while the rest of us blow up like artery-clogged balloons, he grows stronger, his lungs stay clearer and all is right with the world.
And now, the self-promotion that I promised... Due to a serious of recent events, I have had a bit of an epiphany. I have come to realize that I don't have to use my corner of the internet solely for my own whining, self-pity and craziness (although believe me, that will continue)! I can try to flush out others that are in the same proverbial boat, and perhaps do a little good while I am at it.
I have started something called The Common Thread Project. Don't ask me to define it, because at this point, I don't have a very good answer. Here's who it is for: moms of kids with chronic illness. They're a unique group, with a unique set of responsibilities, feelings and needs, and frankly, they are ignored. And I don't say that to sound bitter. They are ignored because they want it that way. They put their kids first. They put fighting for their kids' lives first. They don't want you to pay attention to them, they want you to get off your ass and help them find a cure for the disease that has taken a most unwanted chair at their table.
But, I feel that there needs to be a place where these moms can go to let their hair down. Maybe even be treated to a little TLC. And that place is HERE. What the site will ultimately become, and how many moms it will help, is yet to be determined. But I have big dreams for it and am committed to helping as many women as I can.
So, if you have any desire to spread the word to those that the site might help, that would be awesome.
And by the way, although it may appear that Moody is eating sour cream straight out of the container, there really is part of a baked potato somewhere on that spoon.