One of those days...

I wrote this on Tuesday, just didn't post it.

It's been one of those days. I've already had 3 Diet Dr Peppers.

It started out without sleep because JP and Elsie decide to either sleep completely through the night or to take turns waking up so I'm up with somebody every 1-2 hours. Last night was awful and JP was up for the day by 7:15. Ugh.

I try to talk about JP's cancer randomly throughout our days or weeks so that he isn't scared of it and that he might feel comfortable enough when he's a bit older that he can ask questions about it and not have to feel like it's a terribly sad topic to bring up. Every day in family prayers we pray for JP to have the strength to continue fighting his cancer, when we give him his medicine we explain that it will help him to feel better because his leukemia is what makes him feel sick. He's not scared to go to the hospital, in fact he almost seems to look forward to it. He knows when we drop Elsie off at the neighbor's that we're going to see "mine doctors!" This morning we were sitting in the car and JP yelled out "MOM! I DON'T LIKE CANCER!!!" I choked up and told him, "I don't like it either, buddy. In fact, Mommy hates cancer." Is that bad? I guess I think it's fine to express that I hate cancer, maybe I shouldn't. He doesn't really understand what it is or even what it is to hate something. I don't know. Like I said, it's been one of those days.