If I had one word to describe this weekend, it would be TERRIBLE!! If I could use more then one word it would be Awful, Rotten, No Good, and possibly a few words that aren't child friendly. Autism showed it's ugly side this weekend, and this momma is exhausted! Mom and Dad, if you are reading this I am sorry for every terrible thing I ever did, being a parent is not for the faint of heart, especially an Autism parent. People always say GOD chooses people to be parents of special needs kids. GOD must have gotten us mixed up with someone else. I'm pretty sure he meant it for the person on the list above us but with a similar last name. My neighbor down the street is a pretty cool chic. Maybe it was supposed to be her? Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful for my children, we are blessed to have children when so many can not. Not a day goes by that I'm not thankful for my tiny humans. Some day's I just wish our family could be a little bit more ordinary. I don't know who did more of the ugly cry this weekend, L or me.
Being the awesome parents that we are (sarcasm) we decided it would be a great idea to take G&L to the BBQ festival. We should have known it was a bad idea when as soon as we went up to the ticket line L started to have a melt down. We figured once we got moving he'd be fine. We were wrong, boy were we ever wrong. Crying, screaming and throwing himself ensued. We got plenty of dirty looks from people. If I wasn't so concerned about L, I most likely would have given them dirty looks right back. We were lucky we had A and J with us. A is one of the best friends I've ever had. She's so non judgmental and always asks questions so she can learn and understand. I'm going to be so sad when she's goes back to Germany. A, if your reading this....PLEASE STAY HERE! Even though we don't get to see each other as often as we'd like because of our busy schedules, it gives me the warm fuzzies just to know she's here.Thankfully once we got everyone loaded back up in the car L calmed down and I think I even heard a few giggles out of him.
This morning G&L were their normal selves; fighting, steeling toys, tackling each other and using me as a jungle gym (it was the hubs day to sleep in). I've been super tired from this darn cold and the events of the past week that I was counting down til nap time. They woke up in a good mood, so we thought, "Perfect! They'll have a great time at G&G's birthday party." It started out OK, but we didn't last there very long and had to leave. The boys got way to overstimulated and were starting to melt down. We ducked out quickly before the evil wrath of G&L swooped through the place. We would have loved to stay, as the party was in a cute little arts and crafts place for kids. All the kids were making adorable crafts and laughing and giggling. G was trying to climb the table and L wouldn't sit. We came home with no projects in hand. I enjoyed watching all the kids play and talk to each other. I was both in awe and terribly jealous. In awe watching these little ones use their creativity, and jealous that mine wouldn't partake. I normally let things like this slide and don't let it get to me, but this weekend just wasn't one of those weekends. All we can pray for is a better week lie ahead.
Tomorrow we restart our journey to conquer the world and educate people about Autism