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Friday, July 29, 2011

A Sense of Humor Can Always Save the Day!

So the truth is, that despite the emotionally heavy posts I sometimes lay down here, I have an extremely humorous personality. Though my sense of humor might be slightly warped! :D I have found humor can be the only way out of what can be a extremely heavy, stressful life.

Today is no exception to that rule!

We went to the audiologist's office, where the normal lady was sick. DW does not do new people so well....needless to say, this is where the whole morning went wrong! :D lol 


 First this audiologist managed to keep sticking the long, soft probe thing in the wrong place, over and over and over again. Which prompted the screams, tears and panic attack he subsequently had, that I had to talk him down from. He did well though! :)

SPD took over and he couldn't handle being able to hear out of both ears and begged for one aid to be turned down....

On the way out, he begins crying because he wanted to play with the bubbles because "he earned it" by having his ears hurt! lol

So, as I attempted to load the boys up in the van afterwards, DW still crying because he wanted to play with bubbles and then be checked into the playroom on the way out, JD is freaking out because he wanted to push  every button on the elevator and then go up stairs to another level of hospital. Here's your daily funny:

As I looked around at the situation, standing outside the back of Boys Town National Research Hospital. A parking lot full of cars and people coming and going, security giving me the evil eye, JD has put himself in timeout IN THE MIDDLE of the parking lot! lol DW is dragging his feet and crying and of course, my frizzy hair is flying with reckless abandon in my face, mocking me.....I took stock of the situation and the stares and then did what any good mother would do!
I sat down in the middle of the parking lot and cried loudly too!!  Minus a little bit of the pride I have left, the kids stopped crying and I felt a little better! I don't recommend this for the faint of heart though! I mean I didn't really cry but, mostly pretended to have a loud fit. :D Still, it was highly effective!  


What dispelled the tension and frustration for a time though, failed to hold the mood for long. JD's SPD rearing it's ugly head and now the car seat doesn't feel right, he is yelling and screaming. He wants out and he wants out now. DW is yelling because one of his biggest Sensory issues is getting wet and while trying to get everyone in the van it had started to rain and he now feels a wet spot on his shorts......


At a loss and a point where I could again to choose to really cry OR I could choose humor to get through, you bet your bum I chose to find humor. :) I hollered out, "that's it, we're going and we're going now!" Which prompted them to look at me waiting for me to finish. I did not. I simply backed the van up and drove away. Sitting in silence as the boys seemed bewildered and uncomfortable, I flashed back to when I was little and my mother used to do this. 


It was always THE worst of days. We were out of control, she would be crying and/or yelling or very close to it. She would either not cry and yell or pull herself together and march us to the car without a word. If we asked where we were going, which I was waiting for DW to do, her reply was, "we're going crazy"! lol So, I waited for DW to ask and my response was the same. Only instead of going to the Dairy Queen, as this was our "going crazy" spot but, my boys are milk protein intolerant, we arrived promptly at Runza, where insanely instead of hitting the drive through, I removed them from the van and marched up to the entrance proudly with the two loves of my life. Where believe it or not, we had an amazing time! :)  

Monday, July 25, 2011

Bring on the funnies!

When you're a special needs momma doing it alone, you need two things: 1) the patience of Job (case in point my youngest just spilled his raspberry cider again and managed to do it on the clean clothes! :S ) and 2) a sense of humor!! :) I learned a long time ago that I could laugh at myself, don't ask how, though it would be quite amusing! :) The truth is, we all need a good laugh, it's extremely beneficial for your physical health as well as your emotional health, and may even uplift your spirit! So here are some of my funny statuses from FB, snippets of conversations I've had and things passed on from friends that make me laugh: 

My "status" as of today: 
Note to the person who keeps calling: When I don't answer the first two time, please consider that my sorry bum may be literally stuck head first, legs in the air behind a dresser trying to retrieve my sons pumpkin lovey. You can do one of two things: Leave a silly message or send help!! Just stop calling as in my rush to get to the phone, for I what I believe to be something important, I actually wedged myself further behind the dresser....again with legs in the air!  Thank you for your time! 


(I seriously had visions of the fire department showing up, which in turn would lead to a mysterious video showing up on Youtube! lol)


My theme video! :D Which is the song I sing when I'm having a REALLY bad day. Always makes someone laugh, which in turn makes me laugh! :) 

A quote from Erma Bombeck:
One thing that they never tell you about child raising is that for the rest of your life, at the drop of a hat, you are expected to know your child's name and how old he or she is.
My response: They seem to take offense when I call them by the wrong name, who knew?!  :D 

Interesting factoids:
It takes 7 seconds for food to pass from mouth to stomach. A human hair can hold 3kg. The length of a penis is 3x the length of the thumb. The femur is as hard as concrete. A woman's beats faster than a man's. Women blink 2x as much as men. We use 300 muscles just to keep our balance when we stand. A woman has read this entire post. The man is still looking at his thumb. 

My son's fav joke, which I chuckle for, in spite of myself: Pizza's are about the delivery. I know, it's bad right? :) 

Lastly a snippet of a conversation with one of my fav ladies, us Cancers stick together. :)
L: Did you ever notice that when you walk into spiderwebs you suddenly become a ninja? I soo looked like that this morning. 
Me: LOL Ninja does not describe what happens......I look more like a crazy, schizophrenic, cat lady, no one wants to talk to, trying to do some kind of touchdown victory dance! Screaming at thin air, doing some kind of drunk jig, waving my arms around talking and yelling to myself!!! Which then in turn leads to everyone thinking that my son actually got his TS from me because I spend the next hour twitching and jumping at nothing. Convinced that the web is still there and that there were millions of microscopic baby spiders that have made a nest in my hair or clothes. 

Alright, I know that not everyone shares my sense of humor but, if one of these has not made you laugh or at least smile.....something is wrong!! ;)