Our garden

Spring can not get here fast enough. Cabin fever has been in full force lately and my poor little Andrew is totally over the cold and snow. His meltdowns have been severe lately and it wears a momma down.

I was thinking about the trials and tribulations that life brings and started thinking about a garden. Everyone deals with life's hardships very differently and that's what makes relationships so tricky. Relationships with your family, your friends, and your spouse. Andrew was diagnosed on the autistic spectrum in November. Surprisingly, I took it pretty well for about 2 months. Then 2013 hit. My "garden" has felt very dull and ugly since 2013. I know a lot of it is perspective, but I have had some rough luck this year. It is hard for people to understand, and I have heard everything from "everything happens for a reason" to "maybe he will still be smart like TODD" hmmm....definitely NOT things that I wanted to hear. I sometimes blame myself. I know that's dumb because there is no way to know exactly "what happens to cause it" ...but I still wonder. As I said, people deal with things differently, and it makes it hard.

Our lives are one big schedule for my little man. He gets 8.5 hours+ services from Building blocks and 3 hours from Early Intervention during the week. We attend 2 Playgroups and have gymnastics on Tuesdays. He (WE), are busy. He is showing so much progress in talking, but he still has a lot to learn when it comes to socializing with other kids and self-soothing during the meltdowns. Oh and sleep is a thing of the past around here. We have tried everything from white noise (fan blowing), to classical music, to giving into his milk addiction, to special curtains that block out light. My next big purchase: a weighted blanket. I probably won't be able to afford that until we actually have jobs, so we will see.

I definitely know I am blessed. It's just been a rough road coming to realize my baby boy is going to have so many struggles in his journey. It's tough thinking about how differently our life has played out. But that's life. God has a plan, and I know my son and daughter have so much to look forward to in their future. Spring is coming and I know our garden will soon again be in full bloom