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The Selection Box

This morning I woke up in a panic. I had one of those dreams that seemed so very realistic that I thought it was happening right at that moment.

The Lodger was given an empty selection box with the task of completing a treasure hunt to fill it up with all its chocolate goods! Somewhere in the dream was the Easter Bunny without the PWS memo!! 

If someone had ever told me that one day a dream featuring a selection box would cause me so much stress, I would never have believed it. 

We've chosen to not give the Lodger any typical food treats. There's no biscuits/ice-cream/cake/chocolate/crisps/sweets in our house for him.  Our thinking on this is that if he never has it, he'll never miss it.  The Lodger is only two and I know there will be many food challenges for him to face as he grows older but for now all we can do is be prepared and make the healthiest choices. 

As I was growing up, birthdays were always filled with Mums Chocolate Cake. Every year she made a cake into a bus, a train, a bear, a horse, a computer.. the list went on. My cousins always challenged her with intricate designs and she was always up to the challenge. Before The Lodger arrived I loved making cupcakes. I day dreamed of my child's birthday party that would be filled with delicious cupcakes decorated into anything imaginable - from space themed, to animal and popcorn cupcakes. A tradition similar to what we grew up with. 

With a little adjustment and a different view on 'birthday cake' for The Lodgers 2nd birthday last July, I took to watermelon carving and fruit wands! Sometimes I think Prader-Willi will get the better of me, that it will crush my dreams for my child. We're two years in and we are on a different path to what we expected to be on but we're doing ok. Actually, we're doing better than ok, we are overcoming challenges and looking at the world in a completely different way.... and it's not bad! 




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