The holidays have been happy, for the kids anyway. We did very little in the end, but I have a few ground rules. I have to make sure that there is some routine and that Angel is the only one still in a onesie at dinner-time.
6am - no-one is allowed to get out of bed any earlier than this. I'm looking at you aspie boy.
10am - all of us (except Angel) are supposed to be dressed and breakfasted by this time (looks at watch, it's 10.15 and we're not oops).
10-1pm - I run around the house frantically trying to do anything urgent - washing, dishes, phone calls - you know the rote.
1pm - lunch. Like other meals this takes about 1 1/2 hours once Smiley has been fed (she mostly can't do it herself right now) and then toileted.
3.30pm - this is the time we usually escape from the house. I insist on a teeny bit of fresh air and exercise every day, even if it is just a walk to the post box or the local shop. And we did manage a few proper outings - the Phoenix Park, the National Botanic Gardens and Dublin Zoo - as well as visiting friends.
6pm - dinner time when I tear out handfuls of hair metaphorically while trying to whip up 4 different tasty and nutritious meals for 4 fussy eaters. Then it's more toileting, physiotherapy and the bed time routine.
8pm - I start putting Smiley to bed. Physically it's demanding, but there's no upset - like any other teen, she loves her bed! Though she still often calls me in the night. Which is not so good.
8.30pm - bed time for aspie boy. Lots of reminders about what he needs to do, followed by another few pages of the latest Harry Potter book, read by me. Then I have to sit on the end of the bed while he goes to sleep. This I find very stressful as I hate waiting! The iPad is my saviour as it is completely silent.
9.30-10.30pm - I slip out avoiding the creaky floor boards and head straight for the fridge or the kettle, depending on the day of the week you understand...
School starts back on Monday, and anxiety levels are rising. Aspie boy has a new teacher, so there will be a new routine and some interesting times ahead. I just hope he will remember how happy he has been during the holidays.