Bryant update (i.e. becca's sad rant)....

So having a kid with Aspergers is kinda sucky sometimes. haha.  Bryant is awesome don't get me wrong, but I feel this overwhelming guilt every time I put on a show for him or write on my blog (yes I'm feeling guilt right now).  I just want to curl up in my bed and watch Downton Abbey or let him play by himself more often, but I can't because I have to teach him how to interact with others.  Sometimes I feel like nothing is helping though, for example, one of those pesty pest control guys stopped by our house this afternoon and even though he didn't even come in our house, Bryant completely freaked out until he left.  Why???? ( I know why it's just something I say in my head a lot ha). It is constant pressure to help him grow and develop normally. 

I think it has changed my outlook on life a little.  I get nervous when people tell me they are having a baby boy, just because Autism is so much more common in boys (I realize that is super cynical).  I'm terrified of having another kid because it would be devastating to have that baby hit 2 yrs old and have autism, especially when we have already been through this once.

Anywho, we are starting a new RDI therapy with him (along with the 2 preschools he is in).  I hope it helps. Want to help me out and pray for Bryant? It's starting to become this obsession that is super stressing me out.  sigh. It has been interesting to get to know other mom's in my same situation.  It IS comforting to know that they think about these things all day long like I do.  

I know this sounds like a super depressing blog post about my super depressing life, but I swear it's not.  I think Bryant is the most loving, special kid ever and I love him so much.  I just wish he would show other people how cute and sweet he is, instead of staring at them like they have 3 heads. haha.  

All right, that's enough of a rant for today.  Off to make dinner.  peace.....

My Favorite Things....

Travis helping Bryant write his name on Valentines. So adorable.

Hi people.  In honor of Valentines day I did a guest post on my friend's blog about my favorite things.  If you want to read it go  HERE

Fair warning, I was totally drugged on cold medicine so there are a few mistakes that make me sound like a complete crazy person.  Guess I should have read through that one more time before sending it. ha.  

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!

Here are a few pics from Instagram that I'm in love with (and since it IS valentines day...)

Ps.  I can't stop taking pictures of myself. It's really narcissistic and weird.  I have about 20 pics on my phone that look like this.  Stop it Becca. Stop it.  Short hair is apparently tripping me out.  

Love love love,

Becca

I actually did it......

I cut my hair!!

BEFORE (if you can even see it).

And a lot of after pictures. I love it!! I wish I would've done it sooner. It rocks my world.

Yep donating my hair to locks of love. Hair is rather creepy once it's off your head. ha.

The end :)

Ps. I doing a guest post on my friend's blog. Coming soon.......

Bryant turns 3....

I can't believe my little boy is 3!! It makes me tear up a little bit.

We decided to kinda sorta redo Bryant's room for his birthday (i.e. we are very poor right now so we have a $100 budget).

I looked and looked through beds and fabrics, and then I thought-blah. I'm just going to buy stuff that Bryant would like from Target. Trucks. A Lot of Trucks. It's a little bit embarrassing, but what do you do? Bryant likes it. ha

In other news, Bryant started his preschool through the state, the bus picks him up and takes him to and from school. He cried his eyes out. I kept a semi-calm face until AFTER I took him to the bus, then I came inside and sat against my front door and then proceeded to cry MY eyes out. ha. The good news is, Bryant's bus driver and preschool teacher called me about 20 minutes later to tell me he had stopped crying. Thank goodness for caring people who understand moms like me. Sending a 3 yr old on a bus is brutal my friends. ha

Ok I'm going to go get some more cold/cough medicine. I think I'm dying...

At least all of this coughing is strengthening my abs.