Note to self...

Dear Self...

You have a kid with Autism.  You have a husband who's in Mexico...for an undetermined amount of time.  You have two other neurotypical children who demand your attention.  You're keeping up house and home...working 40 hours a week...watching your niece one day a week at night...paying the bills...cooking dinner...cleaning...walking the dog...getting the kids ready for school...and then doing it all over again the next day.

It's time to stop and smell the roses.  You are missing everything.  You are yelling at your kids...you aren't helping them with their homework...you aren't reading to them at night (or ever). 

When they were babies you enjoyed every breath they took...but now you're too busy for them. 

Life is really, really short.  It's time to stop...and pay attention to your kids...to yourself...to your dog.  Stop cleaning the house...the laundry can wait.  (Listen to your mother...she's usually (always) right!)

It's okay not to be perfect.  (Having a clean house makes you look good to others...but being a shitty mom makes everyone hate you, including the most important people:  your kids.)

And...remember...good intentions paved the road to hell.  Get your act together...prioritize.

Your kids love you no matter how clean or dirty the house, no matter how much laundry is sitting next to the washer and they don't care if you're fat or skinny...as long as you pay attention to them. 

Love them.  They are perfection.

Love,

Yourself