I was going to do a cute post I was tagged in today. Unfortunately nothing about this day has started out cute. I am still camping out in the Living Room on an Air Mattress. Next month my Futon and Frame will be delivered. I will be done paying it off by then. I rather pay for a more expensive one than have to replace it in six months.
Anyways the boys have the room but Tafari Sleeps with me. I was getting uncomfortable so I moved to the couch. I used to pull that out but it was like sleeping on a bed of steel poles. Last night I was able to get four hours of sleep. I woke up to a weird smell. I jumped up and stood in Shit. I can't even say Poo-Poo, doodie, Caca... no this was some grown man Shit! Tafari decided to take his diaper off and smear it on the Hardwood floors. Now this is where the challenges of having an Autistic son come in. If it were any of my other kids at that age.... Lawd have Mercy! But no I am standing ankle deep in Shit and I have to work on MY SKILLS the ABA therapist is teaching me. WTH?! But I did it, because i love my son. I just can't wait for the School Bus to get here fast enough and come get this Shit Kicker!
I usually don't whine about how Autism affects our daily life. The main reason is, I am a glass is half full type of gal. There are parents out there dealing with bilateral basal ganglia infarctions (a type of stroke), metastatic neuroblastoma and parents losing there beautiful children way too soon . Some real deep issues, I am fortunate that I am not worrying about Dialysis and Chemo.
I do have a little bitch and moan section for the next Pour your out by Shell Post. So keep your eyes peeled Wednesday for a whiny ass mommy!! I gots some venting to do!! Time to pull Tafari out of the Bath before he soaks my Laptop!