Autism 1st…. I mean April 1st.

Well today started just like any other day. I was woken up by my youngest screaming because she wants everyone to know that she is awake and exists. Followed by hugs and kisses and happy screams of “my mommy” when my oldest even looked at me. Got the girls cleaned up and ready for the day. Showers and breakfast of you guessed it toast and nutella or as my son calls is “vandilla”. (were not sure where that one came from and no matter how many times we tell him its nutella it never sticks, so we pick our battles, at least we know what he is asking for)

Then it was time to wake up my bug. He had another rough night. He didn’t want to fall asleep. First it was that he had the wrong jammies on and he didnt like last nights toothbrush or toothpaste (we have 4 toothbrush’s and 3 kinds of paste at all times and last night I picked wrong) then he needed more milk and then he had to go to the bathroom (YAY he told us and used the toilet (and the wall and the floor) but awesome progress considering that night time is still often very tricky with bathroom needs). Finally got him settled in his nest of blankets. Yes he literally sleeps in a nest of blankets. With three pillows, what seems like ten thousand teddy bears, Peanut, Cookie (his elephant and lion) and a fresh cup of milk. Sleep finally took his sweet little mind off to sleep…. and then our oldest was up. She has never liked sleep. I am blessed and lucky if she sleeps 5 hours a  night. Not sure why but she has always been this way.

Anyways this morning came far to fast and this exhausted momma really didn’t want to get up. The blankets and pillows had accepted me as one of thier own… but alas I hauled my tired butt out of bed. Got greated with fore-mentioned screams and giggles, lots of hugs and wonderful caffinated black gold. I am a lucky woman, my amazing hubby to be gets up every morning long before everyone else and gets coffee made for me (he is crazy and doesn’t drink the stuff) and the kids lunches made for the school day. Its a god send as by the time all the kids are up and I am faking my way through the morning until I have consumed at least a pot of coffee, nothing gets accomplished.

Got the girls ready and watching Frozen, again. Movies save the morning…. ALWAYS. If the girls aren’t content then it makes the mornings hell as trying toget my bug ready is next to impossible. It was time for his breakfast and momma screw up #1 of the day…. we are out of “vandilla”.

OH NO! let the mayhem begin.

Convinced him that today it was okay to have circles and milk. (cheerios)

Made it through breakfast fairly unscathed. He is not happy but we can work with this, the tears have held off so small steps towards big success. Or so I had hoped.

Got him his comfy clothes. Went through three shirts, two pairs of underware and four pairs of socks. But he was dressed. Thirty seconds later turns out his pants are on backwards. Finally got that fixed after what felt like me asking 50 times for him to fix it. Where are his socks? Seriously…. they were hiding in the bathroom. Okay pair number 5. Finally he is dressed, everything is on the right way.

We have 10 minutes until we have to leave. SUCCESS!!! I am thrilled. Down another cup of black gold…. shit that was hot. But really who cares, the caffinated blessing is surging through my veins and I will live to make it another morning.

Time to get snow gear on since spring still hasn’t made an apperance here. Much to my bug’s dismay its tiem to leave. He was building so nice with his lego. I tried to clean it up so that I could get him out the door…. next big momma mistake. He screamed and flopped to the floor. I broke a “thing” he had made. It was suppose to go on the shelf and I broke it. The look of utter betrayal that I got just about broke my heart.  Of course this means that he needs to rebuild the piece I broke. But there isn’t time.

So I did what I had to. I took him from his room crying to get him ready for school.

Finally got him on the bus… oh his poor teacher. She is a fantastic woman so hopefully once he is there he will have a good day.

Today is Tuesday which means family swimming night. Fingers crossed it goes better than the morning did.

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