Nothing quite as freeing as a new start. The family is still very much in reaction mode to our recent crisis. My oldest is currently on medical leave from his job due to depression. His situation was serious enough that his manager at work called me to come and get him because they would not let him leave his job alone. Depression runs in the family, my side. I suppose this is good because we at least have a clue. It doesn't make it easier, particularly when it is your child, but at least we don't deny depression exists as a medical issue. Because we've dealt with this with him before and because he is autistic (used to be Asperger's, but now anything on the autism spectrum is just called autism), he already has a psychologist who is absolutely wonderful and a psychiatrist.

We have plans in place in the coming weeks. He needs routine and he needs to feel he is contributing. On medical leave, his feeling of worth, is non-existent. Everything happens for a reason. In our case, my friend, who is also our daycare provider, is having surgery on Friday. Tomorrow is a holiday and she is closed, but she is looking at 2-3 weeks recovery time. The oldest now has a temp job. He will baby-sit his little brother all day tomorrow and all day Friday (school vacation). The next week, he'll get the kid breakfast and get him to the bus stop. My parents live downstairs, so in the event we get an appointment for the oldest during baby-sitting, they can take over.

I have a fantastic boss who protects his employees when needed, is flexible, and fair. I will tell him about the situation. He already knew about the daycare loss and said he would work with me if I needed to leave and make up time. He'll be even better about this situation. I am extremely fortunate. A lot of people wouldn't have this kind of support.

The eating is back on track again today. It's snowing (I love snow in February), so I'll be getting in some shoveling I think. Fitness might be okay today as well.