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The Middle Child – why not being disabled is a pretty poor show….

It has been a long couple of years; we started with miscarriage in 2008 then bounced into epilepsy in 2010, we then quickly advanced to hip dysplasia in 2011 and we come to the close of 2012 with our new friend, Diabetes.

It is enough to make one turn to drink.

But have we considered the true victim here?  the one who is suffering the most?

The middle child, the one who seems destined to be completely healthy whose only chronic condition is a permanently snotty nose.  His last three half terms have been spent in hospital playrooms, his sisters seem destined to have holidays away at the care of the NHS and he is firmly hacked off by it all.

I catch him at times examining his person for signs of fault and I see his exasperated sigh when he realises he is still bloody perfect bar a rather bumpy head.  How frustrating for a little boy who seems to quite desire a couple of nights on a bed with buttons and a TV that can be accessed without moving from his pillows.

But yesterday was the final straw, we returned home from the school run, spilling into the house, dropping books, shoes and pens in our path.  His big sister, the twin they pulled out first, managed to barge her way into the home first and relish the joy of collecting the post from the mat where it lay.

‘One for mum, one for Dad, and oh’ she said with a grin bigger than Blackpool ‘three presents for me and some cards.’

The despair was deafening, as the wail of the healthy, the boy who didn’t get rushed to A&E with impossibly high blood sugars,

‘It’s not fair,’ he cried stamping his feet and then he proceeding to list, in great detail, presents his baby sister had received whilst in spica and presents his big sister was getting now for being incredibly brave.

‘It’s so not fair,’ he repeated ‘there is a lot to be said for being disabled in this house.’

With a flourish he slammed the door to his room and sat and played with the Moshlings his lovely kind, knackered mummy bought him for being such a good lad.

It is hard to be healthy sometimes….

God bless that boy!

Comments

  1. Emma says

    November 8, 2012 at 9:43 pm

    ahh poor lad – tell him Dyl is taking him to center parcs to hang with him! His treat 😉

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      November 11, 2012 at 8:43 pm

      Nice! we cant wait x

      Reply
  2. Chris at Thinly Spread says

    November 8, 2012 at 10:53 pm

    Oh bless him! X

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      November 11, 2012 at 8:43 pm

      🙂

      Reply
  3. Molly - Mother's Always Right says

    November 9, 2012 at 6:59 am

    Love him. Tell him to come round ours for an afternoon of fun with the NLM and plenty of cake. x

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      November 11, 2012 at 8:43 pm

      He will be there in an hour

      Reply
  4. Actually Mummy... says

    November 9, 2012 at 8:14 am

    That would melt me. I’d have to keep him up late and let him have sole control of the popcorn and remote after the others have gone to bed. Bless him – I hope he stays healthy in spite of his desire for a hospital bed…

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      November 11, 2012 at 8:43 pm

      me too!

      Reply
  5. older mum in a muddle says

    November 9, 2012 at 9:32 am

    Bless. I hope he doesn’t start having accidents and finding ways to ‘fit in’ with his sisters!

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      November 11, 2012 at 8:35 pm

      god dont even! x

      Reply
  6. speccy says

    November 9, 2012 at 10:04 am

    awwww, the wee pet. Moshlings can only do so much

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      November 11, 2012 at 8:35 pm

      but apprantantly gold ones help!

      Reply
  7. Emma @mummymummymum says

    November 9, 2012 at 2:05 pm

    Awww, bless him. Can I send him something? I have a box of stuff from a kind PR. Z would love to give some to O. xx

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      November 11, 2012 at 8:34 pm

      aw em, thanks, he will be fine – he got more moshlings this weekend x

      Reply
  8. Notmyyearoff says

    November 10, 2012 at 2:49 pm

    Ahhh it is hard being the middle one. I think this calls for ice
    Cream. Maybe a whole tub?

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      November 11, 2012 at 8:34 pm

      with sprinkles!

      Reply
  9. Looking for Blue Sky says

    November 10, 2012 at 6:50 pm

    What are Moshlings? Baby Pokemon?

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      November 11, 2012 at 8:34 pm

      Kind of, but wierder!

      Reply
  10. thebeesleybuzz says

    November 27, 2012 at 9:09 pm

    really empathise with this! My middle son often feels the brunt of it too…http://thebeesleybuzz.blogspot.co.uk/2012/11/sometimes-its-hard-having-brother-with.html

    hopefully they do understand though and lots of hugs and cuddles helps with my son. x

    Reply

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