I changed my blog description. I rather enjoyed my quip about tantrums, teenagers, and body sprays, but truth is, I haven't even mentioned Three's ridiculous over-usage of AXE. Good Lord, it's awful. I make him spray it in his room with the door closed, preferably with a window open. Then he must quickly exit, pulling the door behind him. In the summer, I make him apply it outside the house. Two has moved on to a more sophisticated scent, so I have fewer complaints about him. All in all, that's it for the body sprays.
I started the blog as a way to share about my life with all these men, little and grown. It is about the struggles, and triumphs, of being a mother. It is about my personal aspirations. It is about my children with special needs. So, I thought it more apt to include that in the description. Also, I wanted to use the word "plethora." Of course, when I wrote the original, I worried that folks might think I over-use body sprays, so now they may think I have special needs. Well, that's not too far from the truth.
I'm not sure if the description change will attract other readers with special needs children. That would be great, as long as they aren't expecting any answers. I'm certainly not an expert in either parenting or special needs. I'm just moving forward and doing my best, which is sometimes only fair to middling.
My aunt just sent me a Wonder Woman bracelet. She said it represents what she thinks of me. It was a lovely gesture on her part, and I think I will wear it when I feel particularly challenged. But I am no Amazonian princess.
And that's my message, if I have one. We're not perfect. Come commiserate. Share your triumphs and failures. You're not alone. Even if you are Lone.