And so it goes...

Yesterday was my birthday. It was a busy day that seemed to get busier by the minute. On Friday Mom and I made plans to do some Christmas shopping at the mall Saturday morning, MAC had Christmas Pageant practice at 10:30, we had a birthday lunch at 1 and then it was Parent's Night Out at church starting at 4:50pm.

I planned to go out for dinner if I wasn't needed at Parents Night Out. I stayed until 6:15, the kids had been fed, most of the arts and crafts projects were done and it was time to start watching videos. The adults in charge said that I should go and try to have dinner out. I decided to take them up on it.

We got as far as the restaurant parking lot. Then the phone call came, "she said the kids were disrespecting her and that she wants to go home. She isn't being bad just sitting in a corner saying she wants to go home." We went and picked her up.

For the most part I have become used to this. As I have said before: I have the school phone number memorized, I have the talk therapist on speed dial, I know where the closest emergency rooms are as well as the three closest Nighttime Pediatric Groups from anywhere where we go with any frequency, and I have email addresses for all of her teachers. I guess I just lull myself into thinking that everything will be fine when we have several days of good behavior.

Asperger’s is an everyday, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week thing. I need to remember that as far as she has come since her hospitalization she still has a way to go. Sometimes things feel so "normal" and then another issue pops up, or the same issue pops up again. She is really sensitive to what other people say, and as much as we say to ignore or stay away from people that can really backfire too. I just want her to be happy.