I know I’ve written about this before in a way. When I reorganize all of Brady’s med supplies, it really shines a light on where we’ve been and what we’ve experienced/overcome in the last while. I’m in a similar boat today as I dig through what we have coined as the product closet.
The product closet holds basic meds, first aid stuff, soap, toiletries, etc. And it. Is. A MESS. I did such a good job setting it up way back, but you’d better believe it is SO much easier to pull something out and shove it back into any corner they can find rather than putting it back in the container/box meant to hold it.
Aaaaanyway. I decided to tackle that today.
Spoiler alert. It will NOT be done before the kids come home from school 😅 Not even sort of. I had a sickie come home earlier this afternoon and that beautiful face keeps sneaking back over to where I’m working, even though they need to be on the couch. Which seems to mean that I, too, need to be in the living room. I digress. Its a cute problem to have.
What I can tell you from the hours I’ve put into it already is this. It was an emotional ride to look through everything. Lots has changed.
Brady had the strongest, grossest mouthwash and toothpaste known to man. Now, his mouth hurts so bad, we had to get really creative to find him a way to clean his mouth without the pain.
I had saved the tiny handful of medical gauze pads like they were gold. Now, I probably have hundreds of them. I chucked the handful today without even thinking.
Old hair care products that I used to use to maintain the beautiful color of my fresh hair. Now its been so long, I’m scared to use them.
The hardest hit was finding old medications and supplements for fertility. I threw away a few boxes of progesterone, and some fertility supplements we had for Brady at one point. That part felt like a gut punch. Or a uterine punch, rather.
Like I said yesterday, it always feels like a preparey time of year right around now, and there is grief with that. So I’m trying to allow myself to feel it as I do the things. As I throw away old things, unbox new things, and organize a space that works best for us now.
Where the kids can reach fresh toothpaste and bandaids without having to open or close anything behind them.
Where Brady can reach his items independently.
Where everything else is SO clearly labelled so my brain doesn’t have to work extra hard.
Its good to be busy. Idle is hard. Especially at this time of year. But rest is also important. Sickness is also part of the scene, unfortunately. So the days are full, but they’re ok, and we’re making it 💜