A few weeks ago I took my daughter in for her first dental visit. The appointment was at Children’s Hospital in DC. This location meant that we would have to park in a large underground garage, take an elevator to a large thoroughfare/lobby area, and walk down at least two large hallways, along with anybody…
Category: Emotions
Filmstrip of Memories
This has been THE blog post that I have avoided writing, ever since I started gathering my thoughts about my son’s autism. I have been putting this one off for a long time in order to avoid ruining the rest of my day. But I need to document, document, document. *********************** Me, standing over his…
New Clothes, Rage and Guilt
So the weekend started out promisingly enough. I stopped work early and went to the mall for a rare (and I mean RARE) two hour wardrobe update experience. Not to get too far off topic, but I just need to confess that I don’t even bother shopping on sale. I get to the mall about…
On Not Being a Very Good Mother
So I feel like [insert bad word] today about my parenting skills. I’m questioning the wisdom of posting this plainly on the Interwebs, where strangers can judge me. But I’m committing more fully to writing these days, as I’m finding it effective in helping me figure out just who I am these days. Yesterday, my…
Unpredictability is the Worst Part
So I haven’t written much on here lately. The fact is, I’ve been incredibly depressed. Often angry. Sometimes in a rage that only somebody else with an autistic child could understand. And then back to being depressed. I’ve had nothing particularly incisive, witty or mind-blowing to write here. I don’t expect to always have unique…
Is Everything OK at Home?
So Max is on spring break this week and Mommy and Daddy were faced with the usual conundrum faced by working parents: to get nothing work-related accomplished all week (except at night and during theoretical naptime) or pay someone to keep him safe, fed, and pretty happy? We opted for the latter, especially because we…