Happy Fall

I am completely ecstatic that it is finally Autumn.

This is my time. I know a lot of people get down in the Fall and Winter but this time of year always makes me happy. Like, genuinely, happy. I still struggle but it always seems easier to break free during this time of year.

I adore all of the colors Autumn brings. I love all of the smells of the season. The cooler weather frees my soul. It’s my comfortable, soul soothing time.

Fall has always been my favorite time of year. I love that beautiful transition from the heat to the lovely cool weather. And while I understand the leaves and everything are dying I love the colors. The beautiful oranges, red, yellows, and even the brown. Those earthy colors make my soul sing. The apple cider and pumpkin spice wraps me in a warm comforting hug. Then we begin my favorite holiday seasons.

I haven’t been as excited for Halloween in past years as I am this year. It was always my favorite growing up but I’ve been sore over how it has been ruined these days. Long gone are the days of trick or treating door to door late at night dressed in spooky costumes and getting scared witless. Sure, kids still dress up, they have Fall Fests and trunk or treats, but it’s all done during the day and we have to be home by dark. It’s ridiculous and it had be sour over the holiday. My kids have been asking to really go all out decorating for it this year though so it has brought my spirit for it back. I usually decorate a bit. I make cutout bats and a few bloody handprints here and there but we are aiming for big this year and I am actually excited.

Then the best time for my mood comes. People tend to be friendlier, the atmosphere fresher and calmer, and an aire of happy floats in the air. After Halloween through Thanksgiving it is all about family and togetherness and amazing food.

Of course then my favorite Holiday season officially begins. I love everything about Christmas. Even when I’m not really feeling life I just sit and look at my lights and my tree and my spirits soar.

So I am very excited for the time of year. My head tends to chill a bit and some sort of genuine happiness gets to shine through for me. It’s a nice time to recharge.

Why a good day is a big deal..

Most people who have neurotypical children won’t understand the joys we take in the every day stuff.

I’m not going to lie, this school year has started out rough. Mr. K has been in rare form. He’s being disruptive, argumentative, and refusing to do his work.

I complained about it in a previous post, I know.

I’m still not sure why. He is officially a pre-teen though.

Anyway, for the neurotypical person, you just sort of expect good days. Most people seem to have “easy” kids when it comes to school and things. Not saying my kid is bad, because he’s really not, but he can be difficult. He’s highly stubborn and too smart for his own good.

So, this school year has gotten off to a rocky start. We’re lucky he has awesome teachers. They’re understanding and willing to try to figure out the root of his problem and help him help himself. So, they are trying a new little system where each class, the teacher writes whether he had a good or bad period and of he did his work. Let’s just say the start of the week was filled with a lot of negative. But, and it was just one day, Friday was a good day. Like, every class period was great!

It may not seem like it if you don’t understand the adhd/autism/tween years struggle, but this is a huge deal. For us, anyway.

I know there is still a way to go and he is likely to have a rough week again mext week but I know he can do it. He knows he can do it. All we can do is hope for the best with the little system and hope he realizes this is the route that will make it all easier for him.

Here’s the sheet grom Friday, yes, I’m bragging a little.

It’s been rough..

The last couple months parricularly.

My demons have been winning. I am fighting but desperately losing.

I’ve been stressing over reauthorization so the kid can get back into his therapy group.

Said kid has been, well let’s be honest, a complete arse at school so far.

It’s like he is taking this preteen angst, I don’t care about anything, ugh! My life sucks, I can do whatever the heck I want business and completely milking it for all its worth.

He has 80s movie teen angst down pat, let’s just say that.

He is barely even into this tweenagedom. What gives?!

I don’t know what to do. His teachee keeps asking for ideas but, really, I have none. Right now we are just along for the ride waiting for something to give. What can you do? Hold on and hope it doesn’t last long? Wait out the moment it is outgrown?

Are all tweenagers like this? Maybe just not as extreme?

We’re learning as we go. Blatantly failing but learning.

And just hoping we all come out unscathed.

All the while, I am trying not to drown in darkness.

‘Tis my life though

Summer, where did you go?

This Summer has gone by so fast. This year is flying by really. I guess because we have been staying fairly busy, with appointments, cheer practice, tumbling class, and family birthday parties. This has been, probably, our busiest Summer yet.

We aren’t really go places people. We don’t do Summer family vacations because we just can’t afford them. There aren’t a lot of options for entertainment in our little neck of the woods either. I expect life to continue to get busy though as the smallest Turkey boy is showing interest in sports and baby girl is all about Cheerleading.

We have just about a month left of Summer. We are already starting to transition to back to school mode. Working on getting back on more of a schedule, getting back into our morning and afternoon school year routines. We have just about finished all the back to school shopping, too.

And yet, I’m actually kind of sad. This Summer has also been the best Summer we’ve all had together in a long time. For the most part, everyone got along. Everyone was happy with each others company. We’ve enjoyed outside time together. We’ve done a couple crafts and painting without driving each other crazy over it.

We’ve never really been great at being together. Too many conflicting personalities.

We’re not quite ready to say goodbye to Summer just yet, but it will be here before long.

Happy Birthday ‘Murica!

Happy Independence Day American followers.

I hope you all enjoyed your bbqs, swim fests, beach trips, family time, and good old ‘Murican celebrating.

Be careful this evening popping fireworks, especially those who have been drinking today. We don’t want anyone to lose fingers or limbs.

We’ve had a pretty relaxed day. I got my new dishwasher hooked up. I haven’t had a dishwasher in seven years. This is pretty exciting for me. We baked some fish because our grill is out of gas, and took some patriotic photos of my youngest. The boy Turkeys have been holed up indoors on their electronics the majority of the day, but it’s the first time in a week they’ve been on so they have some time to make up for.

We aren’t doing fireworks tonight. Honestly, we never do foreworks. They’re stressful for us. Mr. K can only handle the loud noise for so long and the youngest has been scared of them in years past. Plus, people all over our neighborhood set them off all week long. We have a pack of sparklers to light and we will sit outside for a while and watch the ones in the neighborhood for a little bit.

Overall, it’s been a good day.

My mood is in check, Mr. K has been pretty level all day, the little ones are getting along. That’s all we can ask for.

How are you spending your day?

12 years

12 years I’ve grown from being a kid myself
12 years I’ve screwed up
12 years I’ve learned
12 years I’ve cared for another human being
12 years I’ve sacrificed
12 years I’ve fought for someone other than myself
12 years I’ve put myself last
12 years I’ve worried
12 years I’ve cried tears of joy and tears of sadness
12 years I’ve been scared
12 years I’ve had my heart walk around outside my body
12 years I’ve loved unconditionally a tiny person before I ever met them

12 years I’ve been a mom

Happy Momversary to me but more importantly….

Happy Birthday My Darling K!

Schools out for Summer…

Well, technically they have a couple days but I rarely send them the last week so we are done. Finished. Finite!

Summer is always stressful for me because we are all together in close quarters. The kids tend to not listen. They fight with each other. They make messes they don’t pick up. It’s all a lot to deal with.

As I’ve said before I don’t handle stress very well, and all of them home all day stressing each other out stresses me out.

Yesterday was our first day of Summer and it went pretty well at first,  but by the end of the day we were all maxed out. They weren’t listening, I had to yell to get them to do anything. It was a little rough.

There isn’t much to do in our area, as for family activities. We have a few small splash pads and parks but they aren’t very big and after a while it gets boring. I guess since they are finally older we may have to start going to the bigger cities around us to find some entertainment.

Anyway, we are ready to take Summer head on. I know I will stress a lot having them all home, as I always do, but hopefully this one goes better than usual. I’ve been doing pretty well and having more better days. The husband is back on his regular schedule so he will be around more, too. That helps as he is surprisingly good emotional support.

I want to have as many good days as possible. I want my little Turkeys to remember a happy mom. I want their memories to good ones.