Almost done with the Christmas shopping

Yesterday afternoon Theresa went to the clinic where she gets therapy from 1pm until 5pm so we could do the Christmas shopping. We got Theresa and my oldest their presents, the oldest of all three we have no idea what we are to get her. Theresa’s birthday present was gotten too. Now to figure out what’s for her birthday and what’s Christmas. My oldest got a card for her birthday and we managed to find one thing so far we can give her for Christmas. She’s rather difficult to buy for.

I’m worried she won’t like it. She’s always polite but I always get the feeling that she’s not satisfied with her gifts. Without tags I’m trying to make sure I wrap her gift last so I can keep it away from Theresa’s and grab it quickly when we go to take it to her. I managed to get all but Theresa’s bubbles wrapped and I can’t find a box to put them in. I could have sworn I had a bunch of boxes, I guess they’ll go in a bag for her birthday along with the largest puzzle I bought her.

I have to vacuum the floor but I’m tired and it has to be cleaned up first. This is getting old. I made another bucket of laundry soap this morning with two bars of soap and it’ll be ready tomorrow morning or the next day at the latest. I have a load of jeans to wash in the morning and dishes to wash now. OK I’m going to figure out what work I need to be doing.http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=workinga-20&o=1&p=8&l=bpl&asins=B000E9DPCW&fc1=000000&IS2=1&lt1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifr

Mommy has homework again

Actually, mommy, daddy, the teacher and three of the five therapist have homework. Green sheets to help the doctor re-evaluate Theresa’s diagnosis. This time we should get something more specific than moderate/severe autism with PDD-NOS. That’s a mouthful and rather hard to explain. The holidays and the rest I thought was coming with them well, now they’re full of stuff we have to do.

The 23rd we have our last therapy appointment a couple days before that we have a Christmas party. (The one thing we planned to do this month.) Saturday I’m letting Theresa go to the clinic for a few hours to be with other kids while I go to get her Christmas and birthday presents so she doesn’t see them. The following week we have a follow up with the doctor to do a testing visit.

My laundry is behind again, I just remembered to turn the machine on to see if I can’t get one load done before we leave.  I have to take a green form to one of the therapists office when we leave today, I also have to get pull-ups. I think I’ll start buying four packs at a time since no matter how hard I try to put her in cloth when we’re home I end up using pull-ups often because we either run out of cloth or she has a stomach issue.

Little bit hasn’t asked for many shows today. She’s only asked for one. We’ve got lot showers right now, just not at my house. There isn’t any rain yet only wind. It’s supposed to rain tomorrow afternoon. The high is 62 tomorrow and that’s about as warm as we’re gonna get it seems. OK I’ve still got dishes to do before we leave and I want to eat dinner tonight without having to wash a plate first.

Next time I buy the small beef roast I’m cutting them in half. Apparently a three to four pound roast is too big for our small family. Four meals in a row is a bit much I think. I wonder if I can put it in the hamburger helper? OK I’m going for real this time.

Acting Like Any Other Kid

Yesterday afternoon I took Theresa to a birthday party. She had a blast. Those big blue eyes and cutesy smile were a hit. Once she got comfortable the words began to flow, they didn’t always make sense but they were there. She walked around, stared at tattoos and piercings and acted up some.

Theresa actually enjoyed being around people that were more use to actual kids instead of what textbooks told them as a reference. I swear there are times when it gets really annoying to have a therapists that only knows what’s in the charts tell me my three year old is just being three. One day maybe they’ll realize that they don’t spend a quarter of the time with their children that I spend with mine and then don’t spend a quarter of a quarter of the time with mine that I do.

Oh well, eventually I’ll be able to move away from here and it won’t be an issue anymore.