Camping on the couch with my sick little one
Lizze decided she would go to bed and I decided that Emmett and I would sleep in the living room if it would make him more comfortable...
Lizze decided she would go to bed and I decided that Emmett and I would sleep in the living room if it would make him more comfortable...
In the morning, we are supposed to be taking Gavin to the pediatrician for a special appointment to discuss Gavin's current health state and recent weight loss.
Show of hand people... Who HATES when their child with #Autism gets sick? Isn't it just the worst thing... Here's my story about our sick little one...
What does this mean for us? I just don't have any idea, what we're going to do at this point.
We should know something about the van today. Essentially, we're going to find out if we are going to be able to recover it or if it's a total wash.
There was a million things running through my head as I entered his room. I was panicking because I thought he was in pain and for him to be that upset, it had to really bad.
There is a section of his Math homework that is actually testing his ability to read the directions. The questions are simple and the answers are pretty obvious and located directly in the directions.
I don't care that anyone has a difference of opinion. I think it's our differences that make the world go round. What I can have a tough time with is the people who act as though they know our story because they've read a few posts and then begin to be openly critical about something I've said or done.