The boys drove me crazy tonight. I mean run away screaming and hopping the first train to Crazy Town kinda crazy.
Elliott more than anyone else, if I’m being honest and my God is he a bucket of drama. I love this kid and would die for him in a heart beat but holy shit can he be a handful.
Emmett was extremely hyper and fed off of Elliott’s energy which in turn fueled Elliott’s demeanor/drama/overstimulation.
It was an endless cycle and frankly I’m so fricking exhausted that I can’t sleep.
If being too exhausted to sleep seems like an oxymoron, that’s because it is but it’s one of those things that happen to Autism parents.
I’m so burnt out from today and all I want to do is go to sleep.
Why is it, the one thing I need to do, remains so far out of reach?
Not to downplay anyone else’s parenting experiences because everything is relative and everyone needs sleep but honestly, Autism parents not being able to sleep when they have a chance is just cruel and unusual punishment.
