As I predicted in my last post, while my kids were enthusiastic about going for an early morning walk, their enthusiasm didn't last long. Elliott was wearing sandals because his shoes are now uncomfortable for him. They aren't too small, and they're in very good shape. I think it's probably sensory related. Anyway, he was also getting eaten alive. The bugs love him, and he barely made it the first one and a half miles. Emmett did okay, but he was pooping out pretty quickly. I relocated us to a different part of the park in a bid to avoid the bugs, and salvage the walk. Unfortunately, Elliott was done and wanted to go home. I got less than two miles in, and it's a bit frustrating. It was a…

I got up this morning at 7:30 AM to go walking. As I was getting ready to leave, Elliott hopped out of bed and decided he would go with me. Before we could get out the door, Emmett decided the same thing. I don't mind when my kids come with me, but it does slow the process down, and they often won't finish. Many times there are sensory related problems that interfere with them walking. Things like their shoes feel funny or clothes itch. Inevitably, I won't get my three miles in, but it's also essential that they get out as well. It's just one of the sacrifices we make as parents. While I'm losing some distance and intensity, I'm gaining some time with my kids. 🙂

The boys will be getting out of the house for a much-needed break. Lizze and I will subsequently receive a break as well. Grandma is taking them swimming this afternoon, and everyone is excited. I had a hard time sleeping last night but did manage to catch some shut-eye. The quality was pretty bad, but at least I slept. Stress is really taking a toll on my ability to sleep at night, and that is not a good thing. We've been dealing with a great deal lately, and I'm hoping we can find a way to right the ship and get things back on track. On the positive side of things, I dragged my ass out of bed bright and early, regardless of how exhausted I felt. I went walking…