2011-2014. The original blog that got it all started. It represents reflections I had and sharing I did, during a time period in my life, freshly post autism diagnosis, worsening illness, though I wasn't yet clear on things. I was trying to process and going through a lot of hard learning. There's some good stuff in here, which helped others, and there's also some stuff that no longer reflects my situation and/or evolved insights. Please read with this in mind.
I just realized that even though January is the
official beginning of a new year, it feels more like the year starts in September.
Not only does school for kids go by that calendar, but so does post secondary
and all other things. Anybody agree? Anyways...
I’m super happy that my son, Pearson, told me he
had a "really fun day" on his first day in Grade One. I’m sad to lose
his old EA but the new one seems quite nice, I like her vibe. Met with my
younger sons' Kindergarten teacher today. I'm so glad he's in her class because
I special requested that he be. I knew that with his personality she'd be the
best fit for him. She rocks and has great alternative, fluid views and a
caring, personable, but firm approach. I like her a lot, and I can even say I’m
more comfortable with her than any other teacher I know.
The weather is still nice and warm, and there’s
lots of beaming sunlight. There’s a slight and impending fall breeze in the air,
amid a golden september. It was such a hot month previously that it puts people
in a state of relief and calm. It makes the school start easier, and seems to
take off the edge.
On the flipside to pleasance, my boys are
exhausting me right now. Well, they are boys, as well as being on the continuum,
so with all the shiftiness of the week they've been really wild, limited
listening and running my already limited energy rampant.
I’m pain and fatigue, flared up from pushing myself
through this big move and now the wonky start-of-school week, all the intros,
more unpacking yet still (oh yeah, we moved again)...and, a bunch of laundry to
do as we just got our laundry card:/ *sigh* It all keeps getting interrupted by
this and that.
Nelson has a couple days off, so he can help me do
the heavy lifting required to do some more moving around. I shall stubbornly
attempt to nail pictures into the wall and such. I just want my physical
environment to be sound, for my head! If anyone thinks I'm complaining try
being in my body for a day, living with AS and fibro, trying to juggle so many
I've actually grown to hate the word “fibromyalgia”
so; I don’t know why I'm even typing it. Ugh. However, I am still grateful to
be here, and looking forward to things settling down, so that I can get back to
passions dear and a soothing schedule. I know they will soon…