This past weekend was filled with stuff...no wonder people feel that things are so busy all the time every day. Weekends are for hockey and playing outside, and the kids had a blast at hockey on Saturday. We had a good and quiet morning which is not usual for Jake, but he seemed tired. We had been out late Friday night for my soccer game, and we all slept in!
We got to hockey and as always I help him get dressed. Thankfully he is pretty easy about it since he wants to play hockey so badly all the time. I've been letting him and his sister out of the house to go and play hockey and soccer with their neighbourhood friends, and they have been having a blast. I had a hard time letting them out, only because I am so worried that something would happen, typical parent as a Police Officer.
So Saturday hockey came, and there it was. He was super happy, and everything was going smoothly. Thank GOD!
He ended up winning a trophy for being the Hero of the Day....a mini sized Stanley Cup Trophy. He was so proud, and I took pictures and enjoyed everything about that moment! He was so excited, he even took the cup walked it to the car, adn then proceeded to strap it into the other back seat that isn't occupied. He is too funny. But my son, was more "normal" in that moment, and then got immediately angry because I didn't get him any snacks at the store when I picked up a Gatorade. He was silent, and had this awful angry face on, and I asked him what was wrong. He said Im hungry I wanted snacks. I told him that we would have to wait until we got home, and that for now a Gatorade was fine. It literally takes us 20 mins to get home. He melted down, growling at me, and at this point I had had enough. I told him to stop it, and that was enough, and for once he listened. I told him I'm doing my best, we will get home in a few minutes, and then we can have pizza, which was my plan.
CRISIS DIVERTED!! BEEP BEEP BEEP!
I had wicked headache, and just drove home. Everyone was pretty tired which was awesome, becuase it was quiet in the car. Thank goodness.
We got home and the mini Cup was on the mantel right away, next to my Deogee and my Smokey, both amazing animals we had to put down recently. A damn good spot if I might add.
Since hockey day was a success....I purchased tickets to Fantastic Beasts to take the kids to see it. I was nervous. I have only taken my son to a movie a few times, because we much rather watch movies at home. I didn't tell them and wanted it to be surprise. And boy was he ever surprised. He smiled all theway, and asked for some popcorn and some M&M's, he likes the peanut ones.
We got through about an hour and a bit, and I could tell he was ansy. Shit, I thought, and then asked if he could sit on my lap. And we got through the rest of the movie! It was awesome! I was so happy that he didn't constantly ask quesitons, he whispered when he needed something, and tapped my hand if he wanted me. He was being so movie theater polite it was amazing! Small victories!
Come today tho, OMG. He was fine, but I feel bad for the teachers at school. I had refilled the prescription that he takes, and then I called to get it and was informed that they didn't have it. FML!
Parent panic mode ENGAGED.
I called, and called, and called, and left voice mail upon voice mail. It was maddening. I called the doctors office, to try and get them to fax a new prescription. And they finally did.....at fricking 2 pm. He takes his second pill at 1 pm. By the time I picked it up, drove it over to his school it was 250 pm. All i was thinking about was OMG, hes failing. When I picked up the prescription, I cried the entire drive over to the school. Talk about feeling pressured. It was awful. I felt like I was crazy. Crying like that, but I felt so overwhelmed like most parents do with ASD kids. Can't forget the medication, can't forget his favorite blanket, can't forget this or that.......They are very particular about things, and missing one thing inthe routine could jeopardize the entire day. It ends up working out, but I end up feeling crazy and rushed and that doesn't help my anxiety about things. I had also gone to my doctors office and she told me you need more time....between having to fire my nanny(for things I can't even begin to say), and the medication mishap......I need a relaxing night at home. I'm wiped.
I started to think about how at some point things may fall into place, Jake at his new school if hes approved, a new live in nanny to help out, and the biggest surprise.......a new dog!!! We will pick him up in February, and his name is Aramis. Hes a chocolate lab who will be born in a few days, and we get pictures soon. I haven't told the kids yet, but I will when we are driving down to the kennel. I think I am more excited then they are. I had given it some long and hard thought, and it was a difficult decision but in the long run, I can train the dog for Jake which only helps him out. It's exciting and things may shape up better for Jake and even all of us. But I'm not excited for the puppy crying, and the new "baby" in the house. But. Better to enjoy it rather then hate it! The kids will be so excited, and I know for a fact my daughter will cry. She misses her Deogee so much, and cries in the morning for him sometimes, it just breaks my heart.
Momma Bear
We got to hockey and as always I help him get dressed. Thankfully he is pretty easy about it since he wants to play hockey so badly all the time. I've been letting him and his sister out of the house to go and play hockey and soccer with their neighbourhood friends, and they have been having a blast. I had a hard time letting them out, only because I am so worried that something would happen, typical parent as a Police Officer.
So Saturday hockey came, and there it was. He was super happy, and everything was going smoothly. Thank GOD!
He ended up winning a trophy for being the Hero of the Day....a mini sized Stanley Cup Trophy. He was so proud, and I took pictures and enjoyed everything about that moment! He was so excited, he even took the cup walked it to the car, adn then proceeded to strap it into the other back seat that isn't occupied. He is too funny. But my son, was more "normal" in that moment, and then got immediately angry because I didn't get him any snacks at the store when I picked up a Gatorade. He was silent, and had this awful angry face on, and I asked him what was wrong. He said Im hungry I wanted snacks. I told him that we would have to wait until we got home, and that for now a Gatorade was fine. It literally takes us 20 mins to get home. He melted down, growling at me, and at this point I had had enough. I told him to stop it, and that was enough, and for once he listened. I told him I'm doing my best, we will get home in a few minutes, and then we can have pizza, which was my plan.
CRISIS DIVERTED!! BEEP BEEP BEEP!
I had wicked headache, and just drove home. Everyone was pretty tired which was awesome, becuase it was quiet in the car. Thank goodness.
We got home and the mini Cup was on the mantel right away, next to my Deogee and my Smokey, both amazing animals we had to put down recently. A damn good spot if I might add.
Since hockey day was a success....I purchased tickets to Fantastic Beasts to take the kids to see it. I was nervous. I have only taken my son to a movie a few times, because we much rather watch movies at home. I didn't tell them and wanted it to be surprise. And boy was he ever surprised. He smiled all theway, and asked for some popcorn and some M&M's, he likes the peanut ones.
We got through about an hour and a bit, and I could tell he was ansy. Shit, I thought, and then asked if he could sit on my lap. And we got through the rest of the movie! It was awesome! I was so happy that he didn't constantly ask quesitons, he whispered when he needed something, and tapped my hand if he wanted me. He was being so movie theater polite it was amazing! Small victories!
Come today tho, OMG. He was fine, but I feel bad for the teachers at school. I had refilled the prescription that he takes, and then I called to get it and was informed that they didn't have it. FML!
Parent panic mode ENGAGED.
I called, and called, and called, and left voice mail upon voice mail. It was maddening. I called the doctors office, to try and get them to fax a new prescription. And they finally did.....at fricking 2 pm. He takes his second pill at 1 pm. By the time I picked it up, drove it over to his school it was 250 pm. All i was thinking about was OMG, hes failing. When I picked up the prescription, I cried the entire drive over to the school. Talk about feeling pressured. It was awful. I felt like I was crazy. Crying like that, but I felt so overwhelmed like most parents do with ASD kids. Can't forget the medication, can't forget his favorite blanket, can't forget this or that.......They are very particular about things, and missing one thing inthe routine could jeopardize the entire day. It ends up working out, but I end up feeling crazy and rushed and that doesn't help my anxiety about things. I had also gone to my doctors office and she told me you need more time....between having to fire my nanny(for things I can't even begin to say), and the medication mishap......I need a relaxing night at home. I'm wiped.
I started to think about how at some point things may fall into place, Jake at his new school if hes approved, a new live in nanny to help out, and the biggest surprise.......a new dog!!! We will pick him up in February, and his name is Aramis. Hes a chocolate lab who will be born in a few days, and we get pictures soon. I haven't told the kids yet, but I will when we are driving down to the kennel. I think I am more excited then they are. I had given it some long and hard thought, and it was a difficult decision but in the long run, I can train the dog for Jake which only helps him out. It's exciting and things may shape up better for Jake and even all of us. But I'm not excited for the puppy crying, and the new "baby" in the house. But. Better to enjoy it rather then hate it! The kids will be so excited, and I know for a fact my daughter will cry. She misses her Deogee so much, and cries in the morning for him sometimes, it just breaks my heart.
Momma Bear
Such a great honest mom, hard to cope these days. I'm also debating with a live in or hourly
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