tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post4282965730580859467..comments2023-06-17T03:38:57.128-04:00Comments on The Squashed Bologna: a slice of life in the sandwich generation: Fired for SureVardahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13542045802860922751noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-82504307282402592992012-11-18T11:30:31.273-05:002012-11-18T11:30:31.273-05:00I could feel each emotion..those heartaches linger...I could feel each emotion..those heartaches linger and never leave us through the day. Jacob is lucky he has your strength, pushing on.. Suzanne, SpecialNeedsMom.comhttp://www.specialneedsmom.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-84420043401728666402012-11-18T00:28:39.708-05:002012-11-18T00:28:39.708-05:00Beautiful ending. It's so hard to see our kids...Beautiful ending. It's so hard to see our kids in pain, emotional or otherwise.Azarahttp://inthetesseract.blogspot.canoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-16294072992794744062012-11-17T16:59:09.680-05:002012-11-17T16:59:09.680-05:00I, too, expected you to be the one who was "f...I, too, expected you to be the one who was "fired"! I got called a "son of a loserhead" the other day, so close enough, I guess. Mornings can be very tough at our house, too, and then it shatters your whole day. Hoping you have lots of better mornings to come!Anniehttp://simpleijustdo.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-19474831899553871502012-11-17T16:57:01.042-05:002012-11-17T16:57:01.042-05:00What great ideas!!What great ideas!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-90016685445329964982012-11-16T08:25:37.112-05:002012-11-16T08:25:37.112-05:00I feel this pain at times, too. Our kids' diag...I feel this pain at times, too. Our kids' diagnoses are different, but there are time when Max wails and cries because he's frustrated about something he can't do, and it physically hurts my heart. <br /><br />Something to make you smile: When I read the title of the post, I thought it was going to be about him telling you you're fired. When Sabrina was little, she watched Trump on The Apprentice and once, when she got mad at me, said "You're fired!"Ellen Seidmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01433429847255621203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-19102341813946396232012-11-15T18:21:39.344-05:002012-11-15T18:21:39.344-05:00I'm so sorry, for you and your struggling litt...I'm so sorry, for you and your struggling little boy. Holding you both in my heart.Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05602868040771218507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-27449079330174616482012-11-15T12:43:18.561-05:002012-11-15T12:43:18.561-05:00You told this so well I could almost imagine what ...You told this so well I could almost imagine what it must be like.<br /><br />Hope some easier days are coming your way...<br /><br />Susan Andersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16049586085703324088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-41131395372432581062012-11-15T12:21:24.371-05:002012-11-15T12:21:24.371-05:00i read this yesterday and all I wanted to do was c...i read this yesterday and all I wanted to do was call you and tell you I was hugging you from over here. <br /><br />mornings are a nightmare in my house too..and while I would never compare, I have empathy and hugs....and booze..if you need it. <br />xoxo<br />Kirhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17894442143508446312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-54556730907528002992012-11-15T10:58:02.448-05:002012-11-15T10:58:02.448-05:00It stinks when we have to be strong for our kids a...It stinks when we have to be strong for our kids and push them on that "bus". Whatever the bus is, it stinks to be the one to have make them get on it. Stopped by from Shell's place. Great post!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-4528098384879367912012-11-15T04:54:50.538-05:002012-11-15T04:54:50.538-05:00This is probably the most poignant post, I've ...This is probably the most poignant post, I've read in a while on the challenges of living with autism. Thank you for your words. Jamie Mileshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03464973297373372882noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-39454192150170041952012-11-14T19:03:59.557-05:002012-11-14T19:03:59.557-05:00What if you dressed him in school clothes at bedti...What if you dressed him in school clothes at bedtime (so what if he's a bit wrinkled?). He could sleep a little bit more.<br /><br />And I'd probably make him a "get out of getting fired" card (ala Monopoly 'get out of jail free'). Let him carry it, it protects him from getting fired.Kim Lehnhoffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02516002280882854450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-36556419747098467412012-11-14T15:01:24.168-05:002012-11-14T15:01:24.168-05:00It is terrible for everyone when the day begins wi...It is terrible for everyone when the day begins with a battle (or ten). I can feel his frustration and yours as well and all the emotions chinked between these moments.<br /><br />Life is hard. Parenting is hard. Caretaking is hard. Love is hard. But your words? Your words are beautiful. Thank you for taking time to share them with us, to open our eyes, to help us understand.V-Grrrl @ Compost Studioshttp://www.v-grrrl.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-69552330172005033572012-11-14T14:11:39.961-05:002012-11-14T14:11:39.961-05:00http://www.barnmaven.com/2012/11/on-guilt.html
Ma...http://www.barnmaven.com/2012/11/on-guilt.html<br /><br />Mary, another autism mom, shared some perspective on this topic today. I resonate to both of your posts.Glori B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/02879149420445359645noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-46068633803664028332012-11-14T12:29:52.353-05:002012-11-14T12:29:52.353-05:00My challenges are different from yours, but I feel...My challenges are different from yours, but I feel you on the getting out of the house battles. Sometimes I think it doesn't matter who your kid is if they're the kind predisposed to not wanting to get out of bed, not wanting to put on shoes, not wanting to eat, etc. Mama Up!https://www.blogger.com/profile/16062563084376679862noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-58556140276994622512012-11-14T10:16:16.125-05:002012-11-14T10:16:16.125-05:00What a rough way to start the morning. I hope that...What a rough way to start the morning. I hope that you can get into a routine again soon. Shellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06811697675090627618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-9827605947018599422012-11-14T08:57:14.143-05:002012-11-14T08:57:14.143-05:00Oh, honey. You keep going, which is really all any...Oh, honey. You keep going, which is really all any of us can do. Hang on.Mirhttp://wouldashoulda.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-65694312018142366622012-11-14T08:49:34.939-05:002012-11-14T08:49:34.939-05:00It's so hard when they are spiraling down (or ...It's so hard when they are spiraling down (or out) and all you want to do is hold them and reassure them that it's going to be ok but you can't in the moment. Those experiences always leave me feeling blue. Sending you hugs and hoping for peace to return for your son. And for you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-28820880997720954872012-11-14T08:43:41.384-05:002012-11-14T08:43:41.384-05:00I totally understand. But I think you're doing...I totally understand. But I think you're doing a great job.Domestic Goddesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05034924702019610611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-4149761737944453642012-11-14T08:12:13.113-05:002012-11-14T08:12:13.113-05:00Oh, Varda, I so get this. The sadness, the frustra...Oh, Varda, I so get this. The sadness, the frustration, the anxiety. It gets easier in some ways, harder in others. I hope you get the chance to go back to bed sometimes.Lenanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-38166158865296863082012-11-14T03:22:24.482-05:002012-11-14T03:22:24.482-05:00To be sure, this is a tough gig.To be sure, this is a tough gig.sharon Morrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15492764403059640967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-36010257186703078252012-11-14T02:36:07.490-05:002012-11-14T02:36:07.490-05:00Oh, mama. {{{{hugs}}} for you and for Jacob.Oh, mama. {{{{hugs}}} for you and for Jacob.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670201345837905864.post-34699333194559182202012-11-14T00:50:19.317-05:002012-11-14T00:50:19.317-05:00Oh, it is so hard when they don't want to go t...Oh, it is so hard when they don't want to go to somewhere and you have to make them. I hope things get easier next term for you both. ((hugs))Spectrummy Mummyhttp://spectrummymummy.comnoreply@blogger.com