Two steps forward, three steps back

Today isn't one of the good ones.

I'm fine, and my new freelance work is going great. I'm really enjoying it... it's only for two weeks, but there could be a possibility of me providing future cover if all goes to plan.

I'm struggling with my hip though. I'm not sure if sitting at the computer has triggered it - I've been at the kitchen table, working while dad supplies endless cups of tea and saucers of biscuits, but perhaps this sitting position has made me sore.

I was managing to walk unaided this past week or so. We went into London at the weekend and, although we took the wheelchair, I did a fair amount of walking on my own. It felt great. But now I'm having to use a crutch to get around the house and down the drive to J's car just to go out for lunch (which was yummy, by the way!). I feel like I've made such progress and now it's been overshadowed.

Positive thinking, I know that's what I need. It's mighty difficult when you're in such pain, though.

Oh, I do like to be beside the seaside

Our holiday to the Norfolk coast was more than I could have hoped for... baby girl and I had the nicest time. While we were away we had visits from numerous people - my dad and his partner, baby girl's daddy and his son and girlfriend, a few old friends came to spend days with us. The sea air did me the world of good... I'm currently able to walk unaided (if not for long) and to pick up Tinkerbell without any help. I'm beyond happy. Can't make you understand how good it feels to be a mummy again. Being able to bath my little angel and put her to bed myself... just the little things mean the world to me.

The best thing of all about our break away was being able to take Mini Me swimming. I haven't been able to since she was born because of post-labour issues, then operations, chemo, more operations... so having a bit of a bob in the water with my baby girl held up against me was incredible.

Now we're home, and I'm feeling so well. It's ironic, really, that I have this "death sentence" hanging over me but I'm feeling better than I have in about 12 months! Lots of things are happening, and all good things.

Starting next week, I'm doing two weeks freelancing for a magazine - it's working from home, just covering some holiday, but it's going to be good to dip my toe back into some work. Plus a bit of money in the run up to Christmas will be very welcome!

Also starting next week, baby girl and I are going to baby singing classes and a tumbling tots group. I want to get her out and about and meeting other little tots while I'm well enough to take her.

I have no idea when my next chemo will start, but my friends and I have plans for the next few weekends (santa's grotto visiting, Christmas markets etc etc), so hopefully the poison-givers will hold off until the new year to let me have a nice birthday and Christmas - can't be worse than last year's birthday when I was having a bit of lung chopped out, anyway!