Some of you may know that my son Jacob, who is 11 has Haemophilia, a life-threatening blood disorder. In order for his blood to clot properly he requires injections of Factor, 2-3 times per week. In his infancy, this always necessitated a trip to the Children's Hospital, but in more recent years, my hubby has learnt to give Jacob his needles so that we can treat him at home. Well, I'm very proud to say that while Dave was overseas, Jacob had a couple of lessons at the Children's Hospital, and yesterday he did his own needle at home, completely unassisted. It was a nerve-wracking but also very proud moment for Dave and I, and when Jacob inserted the butterfly needle into his own vein and hit it first go, seeing his big excited grin as the blood flowed down the tube brought tears to my eyes. When he was diagnosed at 4 months of age, I had no idea of the bumpy path ahead. I've always had to suppress my urge to wrap him in cotton wool, and seeing him now on this path to independence
is both liberating and scary (I'm sure all you parents out there know what I mean!).
And in other exciting news, there are 2 tickets to Broome with my name on them :o) Thank you so much to all of you (you know who you are) who had more faith in me than I had in myself.