It's been a emotionally challenging day for me. There are a million reasons for this and to be completely honest, it got the better of me for a little while. I'm overloaded and that tends to feed my uninvited houseguest called depression. I was able to keep my struggle from the kids, which I'm quite proud of. I don't want them dealing with anymore grown-up issues than they have to. Having said all that, I've had some time to think and further process all the challenges I'm struggling with. Once I was able to think logically again, I realized that I truly believe everything is going to be okay. I'm not suggesting life is going to be easy but I know that all of these obstacles will be overcome and…

The boys came home this afternoon. I picked them up about 2pm. I surprised them by bringing Ruby along, which I would immediately regret. We'll just say she's a nervous traveler and leave it at that. She was happy to see the boys and they were thrilled to see her. She was excited to see Lizze as well. I was hoping that Ruby being there would help to smooth out the transition and it worked, until we got home. It's been a challenging day as the kids begin adjusting to being home. They're glad to be back but they miss their mom. We haven't discussed a future visit yet but at this point, it might not be for awhile. The pandemic is getting worse and we agreed that if/when that…

I fully intended to publish this last night and I didn't. The boys are already at their moms and I'm publishing this now because better late than never. ☺ The boys are so excited because they are seeing their mom in the morning. I'm dropping them off and picking them back up on Sunday. They've been packed for 2 days and all I need to do is pack their meds in the morning. I'm excited for them but at the same time, this makes me very nervous. I've kept them safe because I've carefully controlled our world since the onset of COVID19. Turning that care over to anyone else introduces unknowns and that makes me uncomfortable. It's nothing to do with their mom. I would feel this way with my…

I know that I talk about the bad days quite a bit and that can be depressing to read. There are so many factors that go into writing about my experience and generally, I err on the side of transparency. My intention is not to be depressing but rather to be open about my Depression. Depression plays a role in literally every single part of my life and it's not easy to manage. Being a special needs parent is very challenging. Being a single special needs parent is even more so. When it comes to the challenge, things like autism and fragile health definitely complicate things. The truth is, my own mental health directly impacts how I'm able to cope with stress and rise to the occasion. I feel very…