So we are loving life in the south, loving the slower pace, loving all the activities there are to do here. I just wish we would have done it sooner. We were just stuck in a rut, constantly waiting for life to just happen, waiting for things to happen to us instead of getting out there and doing what we wanted and what we needed.
We wanted a change, we needed a change and we made it happen and now couldn’t be happier. The kids seem much happier too, I am sure they sense how happy we are and that certainly affects them. So with summer here things are just so much better, there is so much to do, there are places to go, there are things to see. I am still working on meeting people, meeting other moms. Meeting people is definitely the hardest part for me, I am shy by nature and have an extremely hard time putting myself out there, but I am working on it. I hope that if you are stuck in a rut that you will just get out there and make a change.
I have been thinking about this a lot lately, I am trying desperately to lose weight but have lost the motivation to do it, I know it’s not rocket science. I just have to do it, no excuses, just do it now. I don’t want to spend a fortune. I don’t want to buy special potions and foods, but sometimes I just have a hard time figuring it out. So it’s time to use the same attitude and just get it done.
Learning to take time for myself is not easy at all. I become paralyzed with the idea of “Me Time.” I don’t know what to do with myself, I feel like I am being frivelous. I feel like I do not deserve it, I feel like I should be doing something for my kids or with my kids. Our master bath has a huge tub and my hubby bought me some bath bombs for Mother’s Day in hopes that I would take a bath and learn to relax. NOPE! Trust me I tried, I filled the tub put the flowery scented bath bomb in and sat in the tub. I tried to relax really I did, it lasted for about 5 minutes, and I hopped right out. It’s official I do not know how to relax, I can’t turn my brain off and do nothing, I just cannot do it. I start running things in my head of all the things that I have to do, and say what the hell am I doing in this tub when I have all that stuff to do.
So hubby has told me that I need to take a few hours for myself tomorrow, because I have been stressing out a lot lately. I have had a few episodes of hives which are always a fun time and I have been getting headaches. These are usually signs that I need a break. Having a special needs child can be very stressful, I just start thinking and the list plays in my head.
-Am I doing what I need to do for her?
-Am I doing enough for her?
-What else can I be doing for her?
-Am I pushing her too hard?
-Why isn’t she walking?
-Why isn’t she talking?
-When will she walk?
-When will she talk?
-Why does she have to start school at 3?
-Will I enroll her in school?
-Will I homeschool her?
-What if she can’t go to her neighborhood school?
-Will she have friends?
-I don’ t take her out enough
-I should get her into a class
-Am I not doing enough for my son?
The list just goes on and on and on over and over and over again in my head and I can’t just sit and be quiet and let it settle in my brain and be at peace with the fact that I have done enough today. I always feel like there is more, there is always more that I could be doing for my kids. I can’t keep doing this to myself though because the stress is not good. Why is it that anything I do is never good enough for me? I am always so hard on myself, I am in most cases my worst critic, my worst enemy. I am trying to fix this about me, I am trying but I am having a really hard time changing.
If you have a solution or advice I would love to hear it, let me know in the comments.
It’s Father’s Day weekend and I thought I would use today’s blog to thank my hubby for being the best Daddy that two kids could ever have. He devotes all his free time to our children, he spends time with them both. He loves them both unconditionally.
I am going to start a running list of the things you should NEVER EVER say to a parent of a Down Syndrome child out of respect and just plain kindness. If you are going to say any of the following or close to it, it is probably best that you just keep your mouth shut.
All of these things have been said to me in some way or another. People can be so incredibly rude and obnoxious.
My kids are summer babies so July and August are usually filled with lots of birthday activities, cakes, parties, and balloons. This is the first year that my son will not be having a big party but he is going to get to go to Disney World so I think that is a fair trade. I am sure that there will still be cake and celebration and decorations galore. As for little miss she hasn’t had a birthday party yet in her little life, she was sick on her 1st birthday and this year all our family is in another state. We will probably visit Disney then too because why not.
So we started our Summer 2013 Bucket List
Go to the beach
Go bike riding through our neighborhood
Take pictures through the neighborhood
Go to a children’s museum
Go on a scavenger hunt
Go to Lake Park
Go to the playground
Water balloon fight
Create art master pieces
Have breakfast for dinner
Catch lightening bugs
Build a fabulous sand castle
Pick a book series to read
Go to free concerts
Go to the aquarium Get together with family
Have a BBQ and invite some new friends over
Collect sea shells
Swim in the pool
Go to Lego Land
Go to Disney
Go to a water park
Go fruit and veggie picking
Take pictures of things that remind you about summer
Try homeschooling Take a walk everyday (okay more like twice a week)
Visit a zoo
Lunch with Dad
Go on a road trip
See grandma and pa Have a birthday celebration for D
Have a birthday celebration for L
Go to a Flea Market
I wasn’t going to give this any attention because it was only going to give the troll who keeps reading and commenting on my blog recognition. I mentioned it in an earlier post that if you don’t like my writing or what I write about please don’t read it. But you whoever you are keep leaving me rude comments on my blog about what I write, how I write it and how my child is never going to be “NORMAL” You sir or madame, I don’t even know who you are and I don’t know you, so please stop writing comments, stop reading it if you don’t like it.