This week is going great! NOT. I can't tell you how horrible this day has been! I call a do over. Well it could be worse. At least Jeremy is here to fix the things that have gone wrong. I am running on no sleep. Poor Miss M has not been sleeping again. She is not cranky, or in a horrible mood. She just doesn't sleep. I am told this is "normal" for Autistic ... ugh that A word ... children. Last night Caty Innie House Fly (her name of the day) was up singing about nothing in particular. Although I like sleep, I love hearing her sing.
I have to admit, I feel terrible sometimes. I feel W gets the short stick. Since we've been blessed with M & J, and with M always having special needs, I feel like he has to "be a big brother" more than other big brothers. He is AWESOME at this BTW, but he needs more Mommy time. I know this. I feel sad that I have to juggle things with only two hands so to speak. I do make it to all special school events, and it is great that to see his face light up when he sees me show up "unexpectedly", but sometimes when she is screaming because he is in her space or wants a toy he is playing with, I get to the point where I ask him to just let her have it or say, "Sorry hunny, but she just doesn't want hugs right now". He gets it, but only as much as a 5 year old can understand. I have a "Date" planned for me and W to go to the park and have a picnic before it gets way to cold. Next sunny Saturday it is me and him :)
J will be 11 months this month!!! I can't believe this year has flown. He is such a clam, happy little baby. He is so full of life, and makes this really cute faces. He doesn't talk much, but he grunts his words and babbles. I try to show people what I mean but I can't do it. It's like he talks without moving his lips. He makes kissy faces, serious faces, and goofy faces. NEVER for the camera though. I would love to capture him doing these so I can show him later. I love that all of my children have their own personalities. Yes they may be like Daddy or Myself, but their personalities are all their own and I am so blessed that Heavenly Father chose us to be their parents.
Thanks for reading,
Mama H.
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