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I don’t think I had even given thought to what it is really like to be incapacitated for an extended period. Suddenly needing assistance for everything impacts on your level of happy, combine that with lots of pain and having watched everything on Netflix, and you find yourself really hitting the snooze button on everything. Everything seems to hard to organise so why bother kind of feels.
Having mum out of action is starting to bug the kids too, at least once a day one of them will ask when my leg is going to get better. So our adventures these past weeks have been limited, but I’ve certainly got some reading done and honed some long not practiced drawing skills. Lucky I have a spouse with lots of leave up his sleeve hmmmm? We probably should make good use of this time together and attend to long overdue house/school/parenting/cleaning stuff, yeah we should.

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Time to mingle.

I decided to get out amongst the humans this week. I figured that working from home for this long can’t be good for me, I think I haven’t worn a skirt for around six months, haven’t needed to. My fashion sense has taken a nose dive, but then again have you seen fashion lately? I don’t think I’m doing that bad really. My people skills are dropping though, if I were to have an office job I’d have to stick a post it note on my desk where I can see it all the time that says: Don’t fart at your desk, you are not alone!

Side topic; when will this hideous left over from the eighties, with a hint of the awkward nineties, flouro pattern splooge fest end?! Us red heads are running out of things to wear! Yes I digress.

So anyways, I went out to meet some humans, having decided to volunteer my time to the gallery that will soon be showing some of my pictures (giggity). Yesterday was my first shift. Sure enough the phone rings at midday, and it’s the school. Insert your choice of annoyed looking emoticon here if you will. Of course it’s the school, it has to be the school, because children are born with this sixth sense that informs them when the mother is about to do something for her own wellbeing. A little alarm rings in the back of their mind ‘quick mum is about do something different, you need in on this’. So I make my excuses, leaving a great first impression on my first day and head to the school.

When the teacher called she mentions that she also needs to have a quick chat with me, and I think we all know how much every parent loves to hear that, am I right? Tells me our town cryer has been unwell today. Can you tell I’m not convinced? Back story, the small ones have discovered that all you have to do to get out of class is make the slightest mention you feel sick. The second those words are uttered a call is put into Mum, drop what you are doing parents the kid is totes dying.

I get there, and I have the chat. Turns out it was a surprisingly good one, for once there was nothing bad to report. Enter the sick bay, because the small dying one was not that sick he couldn’t wait while I had that brief parent teacher interview. He greets me and attempts to conceal a smile, he did not succeed. The average for one of these calls from the school is about once a fortnight, and you should hear how hard the teachers try to convince me it is legit. I take the boy by the hand as he skips out the school gate; “Are we going to the shops now?” ahhh no. Again feel free to add your choice of annoyed emoticon here.

Have you ever encountered this? That road block in the shape of a small child each time you attempt to return to some kind of semblance of your previous professional life? Or is just me that has a big faker in the house?

Of course I know this is what I signed up for when I resigned from my much loved job five years ago, and don’t get me wrong I love that I am able to be at home with the kids, and do all that needs doing for my high need charges. It is a super busy life that we lead, but that said, it is super busy and super boring. Mundane even, and I’m not the first one to say that about this parenting deal.

Mum is bored kids, and she needs to get out more. Trust me it is better for everyone 😉
Anywho, onwards and upwards right guys? Next month people will be paying me to take their pictures, and so help me if the school calls, it had better be from the back of the ambulance.

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How’s the serenity?

Today was our last first day. The wee men started school.

All dressed and ready to go, how cute are they?!

That’s a pretty darn adorable photo, if I do say so myself, almost made me rethink sending them both off to school.  I do have a few doubts that the smallest one is ready for it, but then again if an evil plan is afoot he is usually the mastermind behind it. So he’s probably going to do ok.

That meant that today was my first real day off in I don’t know how long, and I have SO much to do. So much I don’t even know where to start.

So you know what I did? I took the dog for a two hour walk. Then I came home and ran myself a hot bath using up all those pretty smelling potions, the ones that people keep giving me because they think I have time to have baths, then hopped in to read and soak. Lucky for me my iPad has a waterproof cover, because I fell asleep in the tub, that hasn’t happened in at least a decade. A DECADE PEOPLE!

I feel rested. The house is a shambles, but fuck it, I feel good.  I might even let the children back in the house this afternoon.

All six at school!!!

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Little brothers

The wee men are prepping to start kindy next year, so we found the smallest uniforms we could find, and dressed them up ready for their first orientation day. Can I get an awwwwww?
I had to take their pants about 20cm, awwwww. The littlest bloke loved it, and surprised us with taking to it better than anyone expected. Awwwwww. This means I will have all of my babies at school next year, is it too early to book the ticker tape parade? Oh the jobs I will finally get done!

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The teenager.

The thing about raising autistic children, is you can’t expect things to happen quickly, from waiting for therapies to changes in your kids abilities.

But occasionally they will surprise us.

Our big autie boy has hit puberty, and while he doesn’t say much his happy singsong noises are starting to crackle a little. His laugh is that of a teenage boy, all squeaks and pitch changes. I find myself wondering what kind of teenager he could’ve been, and should I be counting myself lucky that at this age he still wants to be by my side?

Then last week I was in his room cleaning his window, while he was bouncing away happily on his bed (this is why he needs a new bed every couple of months). He began laughing quite a lot, which he usually does when he’s done something he shouldn’t and then he shouted “By self! By self!” I asked him if he wanted to be by himself, the response was cheeky laughter but I heeded his request because how often does he actually ask for something with words!?

So there is a teenage boy in the house after all, and he wanted mum out of his room 🙂

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