The saying goes "choose your battles wisely" when it comes to a lot of things, especially kids...
But some battles you know you have to fight, and even though it's devastating and breaking your heart, you have to keep going. Who knew when I started a blog because I though my life was comical and I wanted to share it, so much more would come of it?
This week we have an appointment with Developmental Pediatrics to find out if all the signs are true; does he have Asperger's? We have been waiting over six months for this appointment, and now that it's just two days away, I am on edge. There are so many things going through my mind on all this.
More importantly, is that I don't know how to help Bubba(formerly Bug).
This picture was a fight to get him to take a nap. We were on day three of puffy, dark, vicious purple rings around bloodshot eyes. He was cranky. He was whining. Gnat was upset because Bubba was upset. It was just awful. The only thing I could think to do for either of them is swaddle them and put the down for naps. Yes. Swaddle.
As an infant, Gnat gave in and went with it, and passed out no problem.
As a "big boy", Bubba fought, screamed, kicked, flailed, all of it. I know as a five-year-old you expect them to know better. He mentally does know better, but he gets so upset and worked up there's no reasoning. I finally got the physical actions under control, and he was just so overwhelmed by everything he was feeling he eventually wedged his head under my chin and just cried until he went to sleep.
To say this has been a hard process would be putting it lightly.
I will be giving updates soon. I foresee a huge change in our lives. Our entire family's.