A sassy, crafty mama bird from Los Angeles
raising a very sweet little girl with Autism
and a new baby boy in the Midwest... and other stuff, too.

Saturday, March 3, 2012

If only I didn't have to worry

Sometimes she sees me coming down the hall. Other times a classmate will see me and shout my name, alerting her that I'm there, ready to pick her up for the day. She is always so excited to see me. What a feeling! She runs right up to me and eagerly shouts, "I ate _____." Fill in the blank. Soup, eggs, fish sticks, tuna, carrots, broccoli, chicken nuggets (not real chicken because she attends a kosher dairy school), etc.

She knows. She knows my first question is always, "what did she eat?"

It's unbelievable how what goes into her affects everything. Her mood, behavior, basic functions: sleep, poop, etc. I need to keep track of it all. I think about it all the time. All the things that go in here and then I wait for, ummm, stuff to come out. Gotta be sure all her regulatory systems are functioning. Life is not fun when something's off.

She knows. However, she doesn't know what she can't eat or why. That means I've gotta remain extra vigilant, all the time. I'd love to take to her to a restaurant and let her order anything she wants. Or to take her to a birthday party and not suspiciously have to leave before pizza and cake are served! Or, cook just one meal for dinner- imagine that! I'd really love to not have to worry about her ALL the time. Although, I'm pretty sure I'd just go right ahead and find something else to worry about!

What are you constantly keeping track of?



Today's prompt:
what if you didn't have to worry about....

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