January 23, 2016

Facebook Life vs. Real Life


Tennessee had a legitimate snow day!  We went to a nearby church that has some decent hills, and took Brandon sledding.  We got some great pictures!  I tend to get some pretty decent pictures with my little man.  Even with the distractions, overstimulation, and lack consistent eye contact, we do pretty well.  Here's my secret:  Whomever is taking the picture, takes at least ten pictures in a row while I hold a sweet smile and try not to blink.  One of the pictures is bound to have Brandon looking in the direction of camera!  So here is one of our pictures.  Look closely and you'll see me giving him a little tickle with my thumb in hopes of getting a smile out of him.  Not bad, right!? (Keep scrolling!)


The "Facebook Life" Photo

Here is a picture that depicts a more accurate reality!  The above picture is the kind of picture we tend to post of Facebook.  Many Facebook pictures scream, "Hey, look how wonderful my life is!"  A sweet little boy, enjoying the snow on a lovely afternoon with his mommy.  Don't get me wrong...we did have a fantastic time!  This little gem below, though  is what our little sledding trip looked like for a good chunk of the time.  Brandon jetting off here and there...towards a small RIVER, and me running after him making sure he didn't drown in a freezing cold river, or get struck by another sledder.

The kid had fun, and that was the goal of the trip.  So, it was a success!


The "Real Life" Photo

There are handful of stories of issues with Brandon that I would love to share on this blog to give you all a better sense of what life is like for him and for me.  But, I worry that one day when Brandon is a teenager, he will read them and hate my guts for the embarrassment I would inflict upon him.  So, I refrain from the gory details of some of these stories.  Even with as honest as I can be on here, I can't really give you the whole picture.  What I can tell you is we have our ups and we have our downs.  Sometimes we're on top of the world, and sometimes we struggle.  The support system around us (hence, my sister pulling Brandon around on his sled when we didn't have enough momentum) is what makes all the difference.



Auntie Love




January 1, 2016

Winter Break Woes

The first week of Winter Break was fabulous. Brandon was a sweetest little angel. He was so loving...full of hugs, kisses, and snuggles.

Week two...different kid. He is just done. Done with being cooped up in the house. Done with having his routine off. Done with waking up in the morning with nowhere to go. Done with being out of school, speech, and dance class.

We are all ready for school to be back in session.

We went to my parents for a small get-together a couple days ago. Brandon was doing alright. There weren't a lot of people there, he was familiar with most of them, and half of them were downstairs.

All of a sudden, he just flew off the handle. About what? I have no clue. We had to leave the party abruptly as his kicking, screaming, slapping, and biting got out of control. I was calm, cool, and collected. I don't get easily bent of shape, upset, or embarrassed when Brandon has a meltdown. 

This time was different.

I held it together until we were at the car, but this time broke me.

This incident was coming off a week of me enduring his punching, kicking, screaming, and slapping.

I just broke down.  I sobbed almost the whole 30 minutes home.  I'm not used to Brandon being aggressive. It's heartbreaking.

Brandon goes back to school on Monday.  I am praying that this funk he's in stems from his routine being shaken up.

Think about it...

He has no understanding of why he's not going to school anymore. He has no idea when he'll get to go back, or he will ever even get to go back. He's probably thinking, "Great, I'm going to be stuck in this house with Mom every day for the rest of my life!" I can't simply tell him, "Brandon you go back to school next week." He doesn't understand.  (Although, it doesn't stop me from explaining this to him, anyway.)

How frustrated he must be.

We will see how his temperament is when we go back in a few days. I am so excited for him to be able to get back to his normal routine.

As much as he's tested my patience over break, I was still so anxious to get back to see him after he spent the night at Nana and Poppy's last night.

I just love this little monster!







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