Minnesota Autism Mom

I just accepted a  job. I didn’t negotiate because I am a wuss and it’s not natural to me to ask for more. Sadly, true. But, the pay is good and unlike any job I have ever had…I can get more money w/ bonuses.

I am excited. I am nervous. I do not know why I feel little butterflies. I am also a little sad. Only 2 more weeks on this lovely schedule. If my little one is a bear and hard to handle, it will make it easier. If he is sweet and we have a lot of fun, you know my heart will be breaking.

He will be going to his ABA therapy place 40 hours a week. 8-5 Mon-Fri. Not what I really want. I am not really convinced he is oh so ready for this major change in lifestyle, but I would have to send him somewhere. He needs to be with people who know him and can teach him properly. (oh how I pray they do not just a good job, but a great job each and every day).

And my baby is growing up. I stared at him in his crib today. Looking how he nearly stretches across the entire bed, but he never fills it up because he likes to sleep in a curled up fetal position. He is not my baby, but he is. How will I help him transition to a big boy bed? I wanted to help him do this by the end of the summer. I wanted to do it when my sleep didn’t matter as much. I don’t think he’s ready. I tried again last night. I don’t know how to get him to understand he has to stay in bed. Maybe it’s time for a baby gate. Or maybe I can get one of those bigger gates that I could put around the bed and then get rid of it when he stops trying to get out? I don’t know. I don’t even know how important this is. I know I would like to do this before going to toileting. We are working on taking pants off. He knows what we are asking, but I think he has motor planning issues that are interfering. hmpf.

I have a lot on my mind. Typing about it today, isn’t getting anything done. Plus, I already have to go get him from school. I just wasted this morning on sleeping and nerves. Blah.