Rant.

You know who doesn’t care about cancer?

4 year olds.

On the one hand, it’s refreshing. Ben treats me the same as he did before.

Sometimes that’s great. He’s keeping a level of normalcy in our lives that is really helpful.

Other times he’s throwing a tantrum because HE wanted to take off his sweatshirt HIMSELF but I took it off for him and why can’t I put his sweatshirt back on so HE can take it off this time????!!!!

Seriously? SERIOUSLY?

Oh and the worst part? I can’t drink because of chemo. Somebody have a glass of wine for me please. 🍷😉