Good Kind of Crazy

Well I guess I have gotten off to a slow start, but better late than never right?

Things have been a little crazy around here... mostly the good kind of crazy.

Our family has been pretty much MIA for the last month or so with one sickness after another, but I think we have finally beaten them.

Amongst the usual chaos that is our life we have had a few extra blessings, one being looking after my friends little girl on and off for a few weeks. It is certainly a different world having a VERY verbal child in my house, especially a girl. The boys and I have enjoyed many a tea party and the baby dolls were never short of attention. It has been wonderful to see T1 interacting with a peer in ways I have never seen before, and at times actually wanting to play with another child. Little Miss set up a tea party one day and T1 just came along and started serving out the pretend food and drinks like a pro. They even played a game together throwing and catching to ball to each other. To many parents something like this is no big deal but for our T1 who is on the Autism Spectrum it is just amazing.

T1 has recently started attending his early intervention centre full time instead of part time and has  been making great progress.  We have been hearing many attempts at words. His “Iruvroo” totally melted my heart.  These are words that many special needs parents can only ever dream of hearing from their children. I feel incredibly blessed to hear my son say these words no matter how far they are from perfect pronunciation. 

T2 on the other hand has been rather more challenging. Teething and sickness have caused him to become a grumpy, snotty, clingy, non sleeping child. Far from his usual happy smiley self. Finally with the emergence of his first tooth closely followed by a second his mood has brightened a little but I suspect there are more teeth to come shortly. As a result of being permanently attached to a baby very little has been achieved on my “to do” list. Living in a house that looks like it is occupied by squatters is really getting me down. I am so very grateful for a husband who is understanding and helps out when he can. 

Each day has its new challenges but life as a Mum of two Tiny Tornadoes is certainly never dull. Even on the worst of days, my boys still always manage to make me smile. I guess if I have to deal with crazy I am glad it is the good kind of crazy.