I have had a very stressful week. It started out great, the kids were doing good, they did their homework with no problem etc. But things started to go down hill on Tuesday, JM had a BAD day at school and it continued after he got home. It was all in all a very tough day for him.
Wednesday was much better for him but not for me, I think that things are starting to hit me like a load of bricks. Them being in school, the diagnosis, my husbands new job just life.
Thursday, today, JM had a great day at school but I learn that he is having bad days on the bus. Every day this week there has been an incident with him on the bus. Now I have to go in and have a talk with the school concerning his behavior on the bus. Then in tumbling tonight he had one melt down after another. It just seemed that nothing was going according to the way it should in his mind. As a result he lashed out, cried, kicked and screamed. Thank goodness Elmo is so great with him.
Then I check his book bag and it was the straw that broke the camels back. A note home from his resource teacher. He needs special classes for reading and math. I here this is normal for kids with aspergers and to be honest I expected it but getting it and reading it, even when you expect it, makes it all so real.
So I sit here with "mommy juice" trying to take it all in, trying to come to grips with my new reality and to deal with that big brick hitting me upside my head. I guess this is what my close friend meant not so long ago when she was so worried about me and worried about how I was doing. I guess I was in more denial than I thought I was. But then again that is what denial is.
Lets hope that tomorrow is a good day for him and for me.