Hey ya’ll! So it’s November, I have no clule where the year went. Somewhere between january and november life has been happening. But I’m here, still here. Quietly, a little more quiet than usual. Life goes on and so do I. Momma, wife, semi failing homemaker. But with any hope I’ll get back in the swing of things! xoxo
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Short and sweet post here !
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Everyone knows I have a socks obsession, and these definitely are right up my alley.
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Naughty or nice? Which will I be tonight….?
I’m thinking tonight the naughty ones will do!
Technically it’s 2 pairs of socks, but if your having a rough day and really want to confuse people, this is a great 3rd option!
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An awesome and in inexpensive way to make the most of unused space in your kitchen!
I love parchment paper, but it can really take up a lot of space. Thankfully, I came up with this great space saving idea!
You could even an old cookie sheet turned upside down, and that would have the benefit of being magnetic!
9:30pm, my loves are asleep (as it should be), and I’m awake, securing a respite worker, setting up Respite interview appointments and distributing copies of evaluations and reports to V’s current therapists of all her most recent district evals for her next level transition. I’m not upset, I’m not bitter, I’m not annoyed; Im just saying, this is what it takes. On the smallest, most microscopic level, to get it all held together, to be the parent she NEEDS. To do what it takes to meet HER needs so that she can be the best Vivienne she can be, her most functional her, be given all the help she needs to get these basic needs met, as seemingly demanding as they feel. All so that, 10, 20, 30 years from now she’s not broken because I was lazy and wanted to French parent. Because I did. I really freaking did. I wanted to raise a self soothing, self loathing, weaned by 6months, distant, stoic, non emotional, non needy, self reliant robot that could take care of her self and do whatever the hell she was told. That’s what I, ME, wanted. But that’s not what I got. I got the exact opposite. And so, rather than try and break her and force her to bend to “my will “, and spank her into submission, I have chosen, we have chosen, to meet her needs, and do whatever it takes to help her. For now it means still nursing so that she doesn’t get a feeding tube, and things like staying awake once they are asleep so I can correspond with her therapists, and caseworkers and advocate against ridiculous therapy denials, and learn to navigate taconic DDSO. And then when I’m done with that I move on to writing reviews and product testing and searching for deals, as a way to attempt to supplement at least 0.004% of the income lost by me not working, because lord knows we never saw THIS coming, and to get tools for viv for therapy that I wouldn’t be able to get otherwise. And then, after all that. I stroll through the house and make sure to hide any items that caused a meltdown today in the hopes that in the morning we at least get 20 minutes before it all goes to hell again over a color or smell or blanket on the wrong side or shoe not aligned perfectly straight.
And the crazy part? I don’t mind. Yea, when shes kicking me in the face and head and stomach and teeth I tend to loose my shit. But all this, all the “after hours” stuff. I’ve got this. This is all the cake walk of the day. Cake walk half asleep, but still. This is the gravy, and friends, give me a spoon, because I can handle the gravy. She’s going to be amazing!
Short and sweet here today.
Sand is out, water beads are in!
When you have a child that plays differently, you have to really be cautious about what they use for play toys. For us, sand is not good. But I wanted to give V the experience of having a sand box and playing outside, and that can’t happen with sand, so I thought “outside the sand box” and used water beads instead of the sand. Best idea I have ever had!
These are a great size, bigger than any others I’ve found. I got them on Amazon. You can use your own or get these. This amount in the sand box here was just one order. I used the whole box. http://amzn.to/2rVpYrF