Coffee, breakfasts, get them dressed, get yourself together, pack lunches, stop the fighting, threaten to throw legos away…again, make breakfast, scamper to the car with arm fulls of shit that has to come with us, forget breakfast ans head back into the house, get all cargo loaded, drive to school, promise Max 5times we are headed to his school not some other place of unknown desnation, get to school and sing to at least one song before walking in, balance both boys stimming in different ways on the walk in, drop Leo at his line, walk Max to class, make it back to my car….and breathe.
Head to work, uhoh its 1045 head to get Max, argue about having lunch in tbe cafeteria, go to cafeteria, argue about chocolate milk not being a meal, corral him back to the car, head back to the office. Get him settled with kindle and his actual lunch, back to my desk, work for 20 minutes and he needs to go potty, walk to the potty, argue about going potty, finally finish and head back to the office, work and refuse to play his game for him, uhoh its 2and time to head out to get Leo.
Back to the school, attempt to keep Max on the sidewalk, no you cant kick the tree, dammit if you ninja kick one more thing, thank God Leo, lets go and get to church. Annnnnd the questions start from Leo, are we going to TKC, what time are we done, can i bring every book i own, who is there today, whered my bible, whats for dinner, when can i go to omapapas, how many days until christmas, “JINGLEBELL JINGLEBELL ROCK” (mind you the drive to church is 5 minutes long)
Get them settled at TKC and back to work either at the office or home. Then dinner and laundry and dishes, homework, workout, bath, try to relax.
In between im trying to feel out seizures and find the best placement for the boys, worry about surgery, and about my dad, trying figure out christmas and where im not making it as a wife and daughter and sister and friend.
And I am exhausted.
And yet, mt brain wont shut up.