Yesterday was great and a complete washout. We managed to make it through, Gabriel had all of his therapy sessions and his transitional meeting was a great success. The kids completely destroyed the house while I was on the phone, but they did it kind of quietly, so at least I was able to finish the meeting before finding them in my room, stripping the bed, jumping on the mattress, and turning over whatever boxes they could find and dumping out the contents. Let me say, I cannot WAIT until the weather is consistently warmer because I am ready to just toss these little monkeys outside and bring them their meals out there. They are like a force of nature.
I had been really hoping to cut back on the amount of therapy that my kids receive because it just sort of rules my life and my schedule right now. Gabriel ended up going from two therapy sessions a week to six, but I know he needs it, so it’s time for me to just suck it up and figure out how to fit it all together. I can only put it all in God’s hands that there are not going to be that many collisions between Michael’s schedule and Gabriel’s come September. Gabriel will be receiving special instruction again to help with some of his cognitive delays in addition to an accelerated speech and occupational therapy schedule. He’s slowly catching up, and I’m hoping after one or two more years of really intense work, he’ll be moving at a pace where we can just drop it altogether.
Thank God for our wonderful homeschooling family who lives around the corner. They have a fantastic teenage daughter there who likes to come help out with the kids for free (because that’s about what I can afford for help right now). She came last night to get me through the homestretch of the day. I was just done. I had been in therapy sessions and on the phone the entire day. The kids had taken advantage of that and torn everything apart (William busted through some of the child proof locks and emptied all my kitchen cabinets on the floor while Michael led Gabriel on a merry chase of dumping out every box of toys they could find in the house), and then William cried all afternoon because a tooth was coming in, and he wanted to be held. Nate came home with a bad two day headache and went straight to bed, so this wonderful girl came and helped us through dinner, baths, and bed.
I am so grateful for how God provides, He knew I just could not make it without an extra pair of hands last night. He ensured Gabriel would receive all the services he would need. He’s provided a friend to come today to help me with some management questions. While I sometimes feel like this is all a bit crazy, He’s caring for and providing for us every step of the way. When I see that, I can feel some peace and security, knowing He’s got this even if I don’t.