So today is census day – the once in a decade requirement to fill in a form all about our households. Initially I was quite looking forward to the census; the first one in my adult life and the first one in my own household.
But then my broken household in all its reality became apparent once again.
Tonight I’ve filled in the census with no mention of person 3 in our lives. As far as the census is concerned Anabelle has never existed, will never exist. With any future census to come, person 3 will become the “wrong” person, as if we’re lucky enough to bring home another baby, our person 4 will be deemed the third.
Our household is always going to be all wrong. A broken home in the worst possible way and I’ve no idea how to make it any better.
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This thought only occurred to me yesterday, that there should also be 3 names on our census form but instead there are only 2. I've had the forms for 2 weeks and had flicked through them when they arrived, I must have filled one in before but I don't remember. I am tempted not to fill it in but that won't really achieve anything. Stay strong Caz. IMF.
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