“Settle down, it’ll all be clear
Don’t pay no mind to the demons
They fill you with fear
The trouble it might drag you down
If you get lost, you can always be found
Just know you’re not alone…” lyrics from my new favorite song Home.
Here to help you find your way out from under.
Cough, cough, cough… Is that you I hear coughing Jess? I sense a “personal health day” might be needed. Any way you can play hookie today and take time for some deep breaths? (You said your boss doesn’t read your blog, so I thought the open recommendation of “pulling a sickie”, as they say in Australia, was safe here).
Note: This is not something I have experience with; only fantasize about. My last sickie was August 2011, when I was truly sick.
Me too. Found myself in a 2 hour meeting with a new behavioral pediatrician ( loved him) who recommended more Ot , more speech pragmatics,, social pragmatics and extracurricular activities with nt peers. He’s right, of course, at 10 years old it’s time to step up our
game, now or never is upon us, but there are only so many hours in a week . How are we expected to do all this, keep our homes presentable enough to have an ABA therapist visit 2-3 times a week and find time for a sibling’s soccer, dance and play dates? Yes, that was me fighting back tears ( of exhaustion, not joy) upon being asked to become room parent at last night’s open house. Where does trying to make a living fit in? I guess we all have weeks like this. Hang in there, you’re not alone.
Meaningful post today! Is that the way you’re feeling?
Love you,
Mom
What gave it away?
I know exactly how you feel.
sigh… hugs and love.
“Settle down, it’ll all be clear
Don’t pay no mind to the demons
They fill you with fear
The trouble it might drag you down
If you get lost, you can always be found
Just know you’re not alone…” lyrics from my new favorite song Home.
Here to help you find your way out from under.
Some days you are the windshield…..somedays you are the bug…. Hang in there friend!
Much love from Great Britain, and a huge hug stretching from across the pond xxx
Cough, cough, cough… Is that you I hear coughing Jess? I sense a “personal health day” might be needed. Any way you can play hookie today and take time for some deep breaths? (You said your boss doesn’t read your blog, so I thought the open recommendation of “pulling a sickie”, as they say in Australia, was safe here).
Note: This is not something I have experience with; only fantasize about. My last sickie was August 2011, when I was truly sick.
UGH… Soooooooooo sorry. Hang. In. There.
Blessings.
heavy sigh
Me too. Found myself in a 2 hour meeting with a new behavioral pediatrician ( loved him) who recommended more Ot , more speech pragmatics,, social pragmatics and extracurricular activities with nt peers. He’s right, of course, at 10 years old it’s time to step up our
game, now or never is upon us, but there are only so many hours in a week . How are we expected to do all this, keep our homes presentable enough to have an ABA therapist visit 2-3 times a week and find time for a sibling’s soccer, dance and play dates? Yes, that was me fighting back tears ( of exhaustion, not joy) upon being asked to become room parent at last night’s open house. Where does trying to make a living fit in? I guess we all have weeks like this. Hang in there, you’re not alone.