I have been up this morning, and on social media, email and the phone. Here are some of the things my Real Mom friends have contended with today and it is not even 10am.
Barf, insomnia, sty in the eye, coughs, IEP's, therapy appointments, doctor appointments, not to mention the bad hair day I am having along with the fact that my son stayed up until 4am and while he was up playing in his room he made a lovely poop mural on his wall for me!!!! So as I am cleaning poop off the wall and laughing that this can not be what my life has been reduced to.
If you are the kind of parent that needs to send a bunch of judgement my way for leaving my child locked in his room when he can't sleep, then please stop reading and go back to letting your nanny and a staff raise you children. When you can walk a month in my shoes with Autistic sleeping patterns, then I may allow you to criticize how I do it, but if you aren't willing to do that then please go back to your Spa and think about how great your life is.
So as we are all in the midst of cleaning up bodily fluids and fending horrible viruses off of ourselves, please know that to all of you Amazing Moms. There are very few people that could do what we do with special needs and Autism and the quirkiness that comes with it.
I remember when I used to dream of being a mom, this is sooooo not what were in my dreams. Do not get me wrong, I am amazed and love my kids so much I don't know how to express it properly. But before Autism motherhood is a completely different vision and dream than what it is now. I wouldn't change it because it is what it is. And I really have to be in awe of all of these incredible kids that have so many obstacles put in front of them before they even start school, and yet they get up everyday and manage through 10 - 11 hours of school and therapy a day to just learn how to make eye contact with someone and ask for a glass of water.
But this is to us moms that got a lot more than we bargained for when our diagnosis came through and you are all my real heros. I watch the Real Housewives and those bitches all fell apart and lost all character and pride with a little bit of a challenged economy because they had to get rid of their cleaning ladies. If a Real Housewife was blessed with a child with Autism those kids would be put in a home. This is not for the weak or the mild or the selfish narcissists that they are.
We may not have clothes that are suited for the cover of InStyle Magazine and I may not always muster the strength to get decent make up on. But I know that this Real Mom and my friends are stronger and more resilient than most, and I'm grateful to be a strong mom. Being a Mommy is hard enough without any additional bullshit and challenges.
So to the Real Moms out there, tune out that outside noise and judgement of those that crumble if dinner is burnt or they have to live on a budget for a couple months, we are ROCK STARS, through the frustration and tears and isolation and loneliness very few could do what we do. Look at the little faces that God gave us to take care of it, and I will forego all of the luxuries of life to be rewarded with the smiles and giggles of my two boys.
BRING IT ON! I'm going to play with the kids and get a run in and make a dinner.