worn out

It has not been a bad day. But I feel like that puppy up there. My daughter did her school today but my son with special needs did not. Not because he wouldn't but because we had so many things that HAD to be done today. He needs me right there beside him for most of his work, to keep him on track. One of those days that I am happy to say we got what we needed to, done. But school with son did not get done.

When everything was done we did decide to take the kids swimming. This has been something we have been doing over the last several months and sometimes we go almost every day. Sometimes I stay home and work, but today I made myself go. Swimming has been so good for both as it is something both of them are really good at! Also A~man has met up with a sweet girl close to his age that swims there on Mondays. She also has Prader-Willi Syndrome. It has also been nice being able to talk to the mom a few times. I have lots of online friends that are parents to children with PWS but rarely do I run into one in person.

Also, this past Sunday hubby took the kids to swim and one of A~man's teammates from special needs baseball was there. This young man is just a bit older than A~man and he has down syndrome. He is on a similar level to A~man (and likes to swim like him) and I guess they got along wonderfully! They swam laps together. OH, and he is a homeschooler too! I may need to go this next Sunday, I want to "recruit" them to our homeschool group. A~man needs some peer friends of his own.

I was glad I went today but I know the people at the desk probably think I'm the crankiest mom ever. By the time we leave swimming it's normally around 5 or 6...and I still have to make dinner. (although I will admit...hubby does sometimes too) When Z and I come out of the locker room, A~man is always standing chatting with the people that work there. Sometimes appropriate, oftentimes not. HAHA. Always though I am like "LET'S GO already!". 

They do not see the day that I have already had. Whether it has been a good day or a bad day, parenting a child with special needs is draining. No, I would not EVER change it but these people do not realize my son has talked non stop since he has woken up. Sometimes real stuff, sometimes questions over and over, or even just listening to him in the next room "talking" to himself. I hear talking all day long. I am a total introvert. I get my energy from what wee bit of alone time I get between 9pm- midnight. Yes, I really should just go to bed. But here I sit.

Worn out.