So I have been a terrible blogger, blah blah blah. I am very sorry but I miss it and there is SOOOO much to tell but I am going to start slow and see where it takes me. I hope that there are some of you out there living your wonderful lives going well - I think of you often.
This blog has always been about kids from donor eggs, of which I have two amazingly, gorgeous boys who I say a prayer of thanks for every. single. night.
So, this is a story about JBB, who is now 5 - what the heck!! Yes, 5!! I am quite amazed by the ridiculously swift passage of time.
We have always been honest with the boys about where they have come from. We have many age appropriate books that explain the donor eggs story and we tell them all the time about their own particular story. The back story to this little story is that our youngest (aged 2 - again, what the heck!) is allergic to eggs and anaphylactic to peanuts.
So, without much further ado - I will give you my little story - and I do mean little but it still touches my heart.
We have been in our 'forever' house for almost 2 years now and I love it as much today as I did when I first walked through the door. There were some crazy lights in here though - very heavy gothic looking things that was ridiculous with the low ceilings of the house. Plus in our family, there were pool table lights that JourneyMan and I were constantly bumping our head on. After saving up our pennies, we got an electrician in (let's call him Sparky - I know, right - my creativity has only increased since I haven't been blogging) - this is an electrician that we have used before at our old house when we renovated, a lovely guy - he does work for the whole family.
When Sparky came to do all the lights, JBB was enthralled - he followed him around the whole house asking him questions, I also was talking to him a lot because he is a really nice guy and we had a little catch up. At one point, JBB said to me 'it is my turn to talk to Sparky now, you go into the other room'. I raised my eyebrows at Sparky and he gave me an amused look and I walked into the kitchen where I could still see and hear them. Here is how the conversation went:
JBB 'that's my Mum and Dad in the picture at their wedding'
Sparky 'Oh really, you wouldn't have even been born yet'
JBB 'no, we were waiting in Thailand for Mum and Dad to come and get us'
Sparky 'Is that right?'
JBB 'yes, Mummy had a broken bit and had donor eggs, Boo2 is allergic to eggs'
Sparky 'Really, that's…..'
It was at this point I came back into the conversation - Sparky was amazingly interested and told me that his sister had used donor eggs as well and then we were off and racing. JBB listened intently and then moseyed off to find something more interesting to do.
It still makes me laugh because he so matter of factly told Sparky his story, which I absolutely adore - and then had to add that Boo2 is allergic to eggs, oh bless him - I love how his mind works
Anyway - that's me out. Hopefully this will be the start of something more regular!!
