Welcome to my work in progress. A little rough around the edges, but hopefully will educate as well as provide some relief for those also going through the craziness of daily life with Autism. Hope you enjoy it :o)

Sunday, December 11, 2016

Thinking.

Love. 

It sounds like it should be easy, right? We meet someone, we get to know them, and before we know it, BAM! They're all we can think about. We want to be with them all the time. Talk to them all day, snuggle them all night. 

Sometimes though, in the midst of all that, we find ourselves thinking of the (sometimes) dreaded L word. Do I love this person?? Will this person love me back? If they've said it to you already, should you say it back even if you're not 100% sure you feel that way? 

I had the best relationship I've ever had this year. I also ended the best relationship I've ever had this year. We're perfect for each other, but we both come with issues and baggage (really, who doesn't??) that need to be dealt with before we can focus on someone else. 

He's caring, loving, attentive, lets me have the remote, does the dishes, cooks with me, snuggles me when I cry, etc. He gets my anxiety, and helps me work through it. 

Some day we'll work stuff out. Maybe. If not, it wasn't meant to be. 

I did learn a lot though. Life lessons, we'll say. 

 Working on a friend's Harley. 


Cheese IS a big decision. (I had zero patience that day. Even for cheese.)


He hates pics taken. That's why I sneak them. 


I love this guy with all my heart. 

If I believed in soul mates, I'd say he's mine. But I don't. We're just meant to be. 





Friday, April 22, 2016

Parenting.

I'm a weird mom. 

I guess you could say that I don't really fit into a certain 'group' when it comes to mom life.

I'm the 40 yr old mom who rocks out to One Direction in the car even when her kids AREN'T around. 

I'm the mom wearing a Twins shirt and Wonder Woman Converse who plays on the playground equipment instead of sitting on the bench in matchy matchy clothes and chatting with the other moms. 

I'm the mom who picks up two straws at McDonald's and puts them in her mouth and says, "Look, I'm a walrus!" while the teens roll their eyes and go back to their Instagramming. 

My kids don't eat organic. I don't homeschool. By no means am I cutting down anyone else here. I breastfed, I used cloth diapers, and I coslept. But homeschooling? So not for me. I know some that do. And they're amazing for it. 

I vaccinate. 

We wear sunscreen. 

We watch Jaws. Sometimes I swear. In front of them. 

I dance in public to embarrass them. 

I wear my hair in braids. 

When we pick movies, I try to talk them into watching Big Hero 6 instead of something like Die Hard. 

I play video games. 

I watch baseball, and yell at the tv. 

I wear jeans, tshirts, and Converse more than anything else. I don't (well, rarely) dress up. 

I don't wear makeup. 

My kids never went to preschool. 

I never organized play dates for them. I'd have mom friends over, and while the kids played outside (or inside, "hey, anyone know where the kids went?) we'd play Just Dance or watch Smallville. And snacks? Chips and pop! 

They don't do classes at the Community Center, and never have. 

They'd walk in crying and bleeding from outside, and I'd ask them, "Were you messing around and doing something you shouldn't have been doing? Yes? Well, now you know better." A kiss and a hug and a band aid later and they're back outside. 

Don't get me wrong, I love my kids to death. I'd do anything for them. I just don't care what others think about my parenting. "You went to Burger King again?" Yes. Yes, we did. And unless we fed YOUR kids, don't get on me about mine. 

I've been seeing more and more parents slamming each other for choices they make regarding their kids. If I have your kid over to my house and I'm dropping the F bomb a million times and force feeding him Mt Dew, then you can get mad at me. 

However, I also take them to church. I teach them manners. Jacob doesn't always get a free pass with the Autism, but sometimes he does. 

My 17 yr old loves playing Legos and playing "fight" (lightsabers and various Avengers weapons) with his 9 yr old cousin. 

They'll curl up with books before bed and snuggle with me while we all read. 

I'm working on raising them to be good humans, with morals, manners, etc. Sometimes they'll fail. (Heck, we ALL fail from time to time.) 

I think the most important thing that parents need to remember is that if we're trying our best, that should be good enough for everyone else.