Things have gotten much better since my last post. Pick up and drop off at school is much easier. You know the routine now and do really well with it. This, in turn, makes mommy less anxious and worried about you! I still miss you and can't wait for pick up but at least neither one of us is crying all day!
After seeing an awesome new neurologist last week, you are on a new supplement that is supposed to help with your appetite. I really hope it starts working soon because you are currently living on Cheez-its and vanilla wafers! I ordered another supplement that is supposed to improve your speech but we haven't gotten it yet. Some of the side effects sound a little scary but should only last about a week or two.
You are so, so smart and make mommy proud every single day!!
Love you!!
Coming to terms with my precious baby boy being diagnosed with Pervasive Developmental Disorder (PDD), then a pre-mutation for Fragile X syndrome, and most recently mild to moderate autism.
Friday, September 27, 2013
Friday, September 13, 2013
Missing my other half
I'm pretty sure that most people would say consider their spouse their other half. For me, you are my world. Ever since you started back to school, I am having such a hard time. I feel like I can't breathe when you aren't here. I watch the clock and countdown the hours (and minutes) until you come home. I realize that this isn't healthy for me as a mommy but I don't know what else to do. I can't help that I miss you so much. I feel like I need a Xanax just to drop you off at school. This morning your lower lip came out as I walked away. I got in the car and sobbed. In fact, it's been almost 2 hours and I'm still crying as I write this. I know you like school and that transitions can be hard for you, but your teachers say that you always have a good day. I didn't like going to school when I was little (probably anxiety related) so I feel extremely guilty for sending you. Since you can't tell me how you feel about school, I just assume the worst. I know, this is my problem not yours but it is still so so hard.
Love, your heartbroken mommy
Love, your heartbroken mommy
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