When Sal was a baby and she would wake me in the night I often sat there with her with a real wonderment of how I could love something so much that interrupted my sleep and that I didn't even get upset about it. That always amazed me that I never felt angry or ticky at her for getting me up time after time after time.
I thought back on this time tonight as I was once AGAIN showering her off because she had had an accident. Those days are gone. She can bring me to tears very easily - and I know that it really is no fault of her own. She can't help it today anymore than she could as a baby - but it's been 13 years, she DEMANDS now and she's NOT little. :-) But the wild thing is - she's still just as innocent.
Oh, for a look into that mind. I'd give anything - my kingdom for a look into her mind (and a coffee pot that pours correctly) :-)
My Mom called today and told me about a friend she was concerned about who's daughter doesn't engage in conversation. (She's has aspergers syndrome). My first thought was "and the problem is???" :-)
I had had a day (WEEK) of non-stop talking. Non-stop questions. I opinioned that we could bump the girls together and see if they could get a little of the other. :-) Everyone has their own cross to carry. Mine's just a little heavy tonight.
We had planned to go to friend's house and autism, once again, got in the way. And as I sit here a little irritated that I didn't get to go (feeling like Jack who pouts and stomps) :-) I also have to laugh at the girl who sits on the couch after being bathed and hair washed and teeth brushed saying "I love COPS" as she watches the show. ;-) And once again I am humbled by this crazy creature that evokes so many emotions in me. This person who is such a mystery yet such a constant. Someone who seems to know what I'm thinking so much that it's scary yet cannot even blow her own nose. :-)
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