Never Take A Day For Granted

As we ease back into the old routines of school and work days and every day starts to blur, don't forget to take a moment to enjoy your kids because time moves so quickly.

My Little Man is becoming a Big Boy. Almost five years old and starting his second year of school.
I remember last year this time I was so nervous, not sure my little three year old was ready, but he has grown and matured so much! This year, I hope he will not be the youngest in the class and he'll already know some of the students and teachers. He just seems so much more mature to me now than ever before and I think that helps.

I am really looking forward to the simplicity of the school schedule. I don't have to think as much about how the day will go. The only thing that throws a loop into my plans is if he gets sick and has to stay home, but otherwise, the song remains the same, as they say.

Still, I feel like I need to really take in all these moments while he is still small. In the coming weeks, I'm going to take imprints of his hands and feet. He's gone up another shoe size and I'll need to buy him new boots and a snow suit for winter.

I am trying to write down all the funny things he says. I don't know if I can keep up!

We can't slow down time, but we can make sure to appreciate it and never take a day for granted.

Grass is meant to be run through.
Puddles are meant to be jumped in.
Flowers are meant to be picked.
Dirt is temporary.
Smiles are precious.
Enjoy it while it lasts.
~One Quarter Mama~

Thank Goodness For Advocacy

The great thing I noticed from reading Autistic self-advocates is how open minded they are and how they (we) consider issues of equality in all ways. In other words, these people are not just fighting for their own rights, but also for everyone's. You'll see essays against racism, sexism, ableism, homophobia, transphobia, ageism, and pretty much any other -ism out there.

That's pretty much how I live my life, and in the same vein, how I run this blog. It's always been the way I've thought - justice for all - and I wonder if it's just a facet of how a very logical Autistic brain works or maybe the open mindedness is one of our traits.

I've always played Devil's advocate and try to understand both sides of a story. I've always made friends with the underdogs and people no one else wanted to be friends with. Maybe because I related to them or because they just accepted me for who I am. 

 It doesn't really matter, I'm just impressed and grateful.

So I'd like to say thanks to all of those who fight daily against injustice. Your passion, energy and devotion are commendable. Because of you dedicated people, we all benefit. Thank you for standing up and speaking for those of us who cannot, for whatever reason.

Thank you to everyone who reads and learns more about all issues. We don't always have to agree, but a simple, "I hear you and you matter" make all the difference.

Thank you to all those who have opened their eyes to a new way of thinking and changed any harmful or negative beliefs or actions. Whether it's something like not using the r-word or not engaging in abusive behaviour, what matters is that you are moving forward in a new light and trying to be a better person. Don't be too hard on yourself for past mistakes.

Lastly, I'm so grateful this community exists. I've gotten to know so many amazing people and learned so much. Thank you!

Happy

Whew, getting out of the house is a small victory!

We went out Monday, when he was 5 days old and that was an adventure. I think it was a little early for that, but I just had to get out. Thursday we took a walk and that went much smoother. I went out by myself yesterday - ran to the Atwater Market and got back in 40 minutes. And today, my seestor drove us over to see our dad. That was also a success and the new grandpa was all smiles. It's the sweetest thing. I swear, my dad could keel over tomorrow and I would be happy knowing he at least got to see a grandson. I haven't seen him this happy in ages.

And me, I'm happy. A bit sleep deprived right now, but happy. Not sure how long this high is supposed to last, but I wake up happy (many times a night) and am singing and humming and smiling and happy to have my body - for the most part - back. I know I am lucky and am grateful. I am sappy and in love and it's the best.