We have been up for a little while now.
James wakes early.
James also wakes with the energy of ten men or the energy of a hunting lion looking for food.
Am I getting old?
I can't keep up. My body needs time to wake up in the morning.
I creek and I crack. My eyes are still glued shut and his already up turning the light switch on.
You can't even lay there while James does his thing either. He will scream at you until you are out of bed, because he is generally wanting you to do something that he can't do or can't reach.
This morning at 7am he screamed 'turn it on'... um, I am not a mindreader but I knew he meant the aeroplane above his head. So my mummy creeking body had to stand on the bed, tilt my head back to turn the plane on. The thing buzzed around the room, I laid back down. James jumped up as soon as I got comfy and demanded me go to the loungeroom to read books. WOWEE.
We have read books and learnt all about money this morning and its not even 8am.
So James still has a bottle through the night.
He doesn't eat solid food and so he needs the calorie intake. He doesn't wake fully during the night for the bottle, we just get up and get it and he sucks it down.
So this morning at 3am I made the MISTAKE of looking at my Instagram while James was drinking.
Bad move.... I had a lovely troll message in my inbox.
This woman, man, it,.... troll was clearly uneducated in Autism and the diagnostic system. The message was nasty and although I don't pay attention to these much anymore (I generally just hit BLOCK) at 3am I was a little vulnerable.
Why is it so hard for people to except a mother of a special needs child being positive.
This troll managed to keep me awake many hours thinking about how I have done so wrong by some people. I am over it now. I didn't even bother responding, they were BLOCKED.
Well today is the last therapy day for James.
The last therapy day for almost 6 weeks.
Part of me is happy. Happy that I don't have to race around the country side but another part of me is anxious. James needs therapy. James is a seeker. When James doesn't get stimulated in certain areas he goes a little nuts... like pulls the entire house apart etc etc etc.
I am just banking on the things that we do have penciled in for the 6 weeks to be enough.
We will be frequenting the UOW discovery centre. Visting family in another state. Heading to the Hunter Valley Gardens for their dinosaur spectacular.
It's been a big year. It's been exhausting but it's also been wonderful.
We have watched James excell in so many areas. We still have a long way to go.
Two of my goals for 2017 with James is toilet training and food. I gotta get this kid to eat food.
Thanks for always checking over at my Mummy diary. I hope that by writing these little snippets of our day that you somehow don't feel alone in the fight.
I hope your day is full of lots of love and little achievements...