Let me first preface this by saying that its almost 7pm and I’m savoring a beer. I’ve not yet eaten dinner, lunch was “hummus-on-the-run” and I’m feeling just a little overwhelmed. Mostly because I totally forgot about Enigma’s school conference today, which I realized right after a phone call from Talker’s History teacher. Have I mentioned, yet, that The Husband is out of town? I may or may not have considered letting Talker go find magazines for his...
I am blogging from outside Enigma’s OT appt. 8am on Friday. I will bitch about that later, I promise. He is doing well, but I wonder if the lack of structure of the summer is causing him to display more “stimming” behaviors, or maybe with him in school, I have just not seen him like this in such proportions. We shall see. He is planning to build a zoo, and I am encouraging the idea of free-range alligators. Chomp. On the kid front, Talker got “spacer” appliances yesterday...
Every summer, he leaves me for four weeks to spend time with his bio-dad. I spend the first few days manically trying to stay busy so I don’t think about it, and then the next two weeks pretty much fly by, with few phone calls or text messages from either side. I know he’s having fun, and I want him to have fun, so I let him do his thing. Plus, he’s getting older and maybe doesn’t need to be called by his mom three times a day. Then, somewhere around the “two week”...
