I don’t have good dreams. Almost all of my dreams consist of one main element: I am trying to do something mundane like get to class, or leave a building, but I cannot seem to do it no matter how hard I try. I spend the whole dream (nightmare) walking through some invisible force that… Continue reading Burnout
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Quarantine Diaries
Day 13 Incessant stress headaches. I attempted to hydrate and avoid Advil, but quickly gave in again. It’s too loud to let a headache linger. Meltdowns abound. During the second meltdown, I decided that I needed to let out some of my anger too. I kicked the floor with my feet and banged the ottoman.… Continue reading Quarantine Diaries
Grief and Gratitude
It’s taken me some time to wrap my head around this new reality. Along with everyone else, I feel unprepared. How do I manage my kid’s schoolwork, stick to a schedule and routine, manage my practice and clients... all while living without much needed breaks from the kids, and with social distancing? So far, the… Continue reading Grief and Gratitude
Our 1st Disney Trip
It's been hard being back to reality, so I’ll stay in Disney World a little longer through my memories. My main hope in sharing about our trip is that our experience will be helpful to special needs families planning their first Disney trip, and also because I will surely forget the lessons we learned for… Continue reading Our 1st Disney Trip
what I want you to know
I don’t often share the details of our daily lives. There are many reasons for it, the first is that I seriously doubt anyone wants to hear them. It’s too much, too hard, and too constant for people in our lives to hear about regularly. No one knows what to say, and I understand that.… Continue reading what I want you to know
Not just a mom
I was over all the things when I finally made the decision to stay home. I was over myself losing my patience, again. Over feeling like I couldn’t give enough to anyone: my kids, my clients, my husband. Over always feeling overwhelmed and behind. Over the phone calls and emails with more bad news, losses,… Continue reading Not just a mom
a year in review: 1st grade
As is my new yearly tradition, it’s time to reflect on Caleb’s 2nd year of school since Pre-K, which is also right around the 2nd anniversary of his autism diagnosis. Writing is a way of expressing myself, of reflecting and remembering and processing. Raising a child with autism is traumatic, folks. Almost every day is… Continue reading a year in review: 1st grade
I love you, Mommy
“You should be a teacher, Mommy,” Caleb tells me last night. “Why’s that, bud?” “You have good behavior. You yell sometimes, but you mostly have good behavior. You are nice to me. You left your job to have more time with me. I love you, Mommy.” “I love you, too buddy. More than you know.”… Continue reading I love you, Mommy
I hate you, Mommy
“He has autism,” I say. These words are so limp and useless. They are inadequate and meaningless. The yawning gap between those 3 words and our reality is so hard to describe. I want to be understood, but the truth is, I barely understand it myself. My guess is that you have something like that,… Continue reading I hate you, Mommy
learning to love
I’d like to think that my master’s degree in marriage and family therapy and 3 years of total immersion soaking in wisdom from the greatest counselors and professors in the area would qualify me to a better understanding of what makes marriages work. What makes them last. But the truth is, knowledge can only take… Continue reading learning to love
our messy joyful life 