That moment when you realize you better not get hit by a bus…


D would be angry, frustrated and totally lost he’s fine with us but the rest of the world I cannot teach to be us.  And since Hugh would have to work…that leaves 40, 50, 80 hours he’s not with us. 

I’ve tried and tried and tried 

And still I’ve failed to train to be me. 

I don’t know how to fix his frustration paired with my needing to rely on others so I can get an oil change as I’ve given up working out for the next few months 
This my friend is the dilemma of a special needs momma. 

What do I do?  No help is better than  help  I’ve trained for months and still doesn’t understand you must vocalize what d is saying not just answer him 

No wonder he escalated to behaviors ive not seen in a while. 

I don’t think it’s something I’m able to salvage.   It is what it is now, no matter my efforts when he was a peanut. 

Fingers crossed I live a long long life. 

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