Back in the Swing of Things

Wow, 2008. How old does that make you feel? Actually, I am excited about the new year. I have an upsurge of energy and have this feeling of major changes with the world and good things eventually to come.

Plus, I'm just glad Christmas is over. I am not a person who waits for Christmas all year. Usually, it catches us at a bad time; being both self-employed, work tends to fall off around that time and we have not been able to put money away like we say we will all year. The expense of Liberty's care has made sure of that, but at least we can say that Liberty is doing well and in a better place than he was the year before and that gives us a measure of satisfaction.

This being the first day back to school for little Lib, I cleaned the house instead of resting today. I had no idea just how much I had let fall by the wayside. How did we breathe in this dust? It was great to finally get the tree out of the living room. Finally, we have some more space. Perfect for doing yoga, which is in my plans - big time. I never felt better than when I was practicing. I have a class I am going to go to soon, but also am doing some yoga poses at home.

Two weeks of unstructured time is hard on Liberty. I was going to direct my energy toward potty training the week after Christmas, but we started the anti-fungal and all hell broke loose so that was out. I got a note from the teacher today saying that Liberty had a great day, hugged everyone and was in a great mood, but was not engagable as before and lost his signs he had mastered, and generally wandered away from where he was supposed to be and kept trying to take off his shirt. Well, somewhere around Thanksgiving, he developed a sensory issue with seams in his shirts and other's clothing, as well. I have no idea from whence this annoying habit came. God only knows. I can't go over all 13 supplements and pick out a culprit, if there is one.

I started to get that feeling like I am just useless at home, and it is my fault that he is not doing well in school, but then I remembered that usually when he has a break he regresses a little. His little body has been through an awful lot. And, just tonight, I finally got him to move his bowels - the kid was beyond constipated and that is bad when you are trying to get rid of yeast. I triumphed! I celebrate any and all little victories.

So, I told his teacher that he is probably just adjusting to the new routine and for the first time in all of these years, made a decision not to take on any guilt. A first for Kath! I'm just simply tired of it - I know that I personally have done my best and that is all I can do. If it falls short of the mark of what I should be doing, I am open to suggestion. Period.

I am thinking that beginning this weekend, we will have nothing but frozen dinners or take-out and I will dedicate myself 100% to potty training, using the timer.

The other great thing about school? He's in bed at 5:30 PM exhausted from the day's activities.

Off to cook our dinner and, you guessed it, open that bottle of wine.