So my son was diagnosed a few weeks ago and is also on the spectrum with his sister. So, here I am, at home, with 2 special needs children. You know what's really fucking hard? BEING ME! Thankfully, they are both getting in home therapy till their 3rd birthday which is right around the corner. This is a true blessing and I cannot be more grateful for this. I think these 2 are brilliant in their own ways. I'm still waiting for Charlotte to start really eating. She's made a little progress and is back on a little jarred food but will still not chew and swallow anything that's not pureed. John on the other hand is a food hound, but, I am getting concerned that he's going to be a carb loader. That's pretty common with kids on the spectrum. Luckily he's a string bean but he eats like every 20 minutes. It's not easy keeping up with that demand.
Other than being with them 24/7, and I mean 24/7 since John has been sleeping with us since January and Charlotte has to fall asleep on the couch with me and then if I don't pass out also, I then scoop her up and put her in her crib. Then climb into bed with daddy and the boy.....I havent had a peaceful nights sleep in months.
I wonder if there are any mothers out there who are having similar difficulties? I don't wish it upon anyone for sure.
Well it's Friday the 13th......something fucked up should happen to me any time now....not that it already hasnt.
