. . . I want to get off. I have really had it folks. Really. I know that I don't have a lot to complain about. I know that my life is relatively blessed and easy going. But sometimes, all of the junk hits you at once (or within a 9 month time period, shall we say) and I just want to jump ship.
For starters, I am going to admit one of the not so glamorous realities of this pregnancy. I have some sort of mean, unrelenting rash that is now covering most of my body (except for my face, ironically). And it ITCHES like a mother. It keeps me up at night and distracts me most of the day as well. The doctors, of course, have no idea what it is - but they seem to be certain that it is pregnancy related. I think that at tomorrow's appointment I get to have it biopsied. Yippee!! Can I just mention how this all adds to my overall image of attractiveness? I have lost any inkling of "mojo" that I might have had in this female body. Will it ever come back . . . ?
On top of this, Myles has decided to blast us full force with his "personality" issues. He is not participating at school and it seems to just be checking out from reality more frequently. So of course, time for a professional diagnosis. It is like walking through quick sand for me to deal with this issue for some reason. No parent likes to hear what is wrong with their child.
As I was making phone calls to get this issue squared away (if you can really call it being "squared away") a psychologist mentioned something about children with autism that of course brought a problem that we have been having for a while with Asher bursting forward!
Asher has major food refusal issues. He is just not eating. It is getting worse as he is getting older, probably because his body requires more food to sustain it. He gets this dark bags under his eyes and he has digestion problems. It is not that I really have been ignoring it, I have just kind of given up the fight (fighting) with this issue. Well, I am rolling up my sleeves again. I am going to try to find a therapist who can help us . . . and help me know what to do.
So, this doesn't sound like too much, right? I am just a bit overwhelmed right now. If I break it down I can handle it all - I mean, I have no other choice. I guess that it wouldn't be life if I didn't have these challenges to deal with. And I am sure that their will be plenty more to come. For now, I am going to just keep my head down and keep pushing forward.