If you're new here, it might help you to understand why I've been such a misery guts here on the blog during this long long summer.
|My son, Angel and a friend. I was a working Mum then too!|
I hate myself for feeling like this when I know how many autism parents are dealing with far worse: regular violent destructive meltdowns that go on and on and on, scary seizures, smearing, and children who barely sleep or who bolt towards the nearest road or river as soon as your back is turned.
So I've been putting on my happy face for my kids, who seems to be fairly contented, and for my friends when I meet them, because there's nothing worse than being around someone who is negative all the time. Anyway, trying to be happy for others makes me feel better. In the moment at least.
If the teenagers go back to school as planned next week, then I will hopefully have time to sort out my still undiagnosed lung problem, and once that is fixed I will be able to exercise again which will improve my mood, as will getting back to counselling, and of course the yoga classes that have become one of the highlights of the school week.
And THEN I hope to write some more cheerful and entertaining stuff on here!
If you managed to wade through all this, I recommend that you now head over to Jazzygal for an inspirational post about staying positive while stuck in a hospital bed in extreme pain. And if you come back here on Thursday I promise another positive post in the reasons to be cheerful series, and this time it will be about autism achievements this summer. Just to balance things out...