Do you ever feel emotions that you can't make sense of? Sadness. Defeat. Resignation. Discontent. Ill-At-Ease. Confusion. Fatigue. All of these at the same time. Having a child that is "unique" is hard. I just want to know what is best for her. I'm tired of hearing "Ainsley is teaching us about herself." (Which I've learned BTW is simply doctor speak for "I Don't Have A Clue"). Every time I think I have come to a place of acceptance I am reminded that it is not 100% so. My inner thoughts frequently lead me searching on the internet with a new idea that might be "it." IT is never IT. Ever.
Aug 20, 2010
Aug 10, 2010
It was my mission to clean up our yard this year. There were times over the past few years when I found weeds that were as tall as I am. Or perhaps it was when Evie turned 9 and I realized that we still hadn't built the playhouse we'd intended to build when she was three. Whatever the reason, we decided to do it. It was no small job. But with the help of a professional gardener, and many weekends spent weeding things have turned around and we can really enjoy our yard for the first time.