Roller-Coaster Day

Today was another rollercoaster day. There was an appointment with my son’s PA and the youth welfare office lady which was okay-not-okay, the welfare lady finally realized that my son really does need a PA. But it really put a damper on my mood to hear what kind of things my son needs help with. really, really big ooooooofz

Also, three people talking me into saying that „parental support“ would be really great for my child, but that unfortunately it only works from the age of 12, didn’t really help moodwise. Also they think that I need to make sure that he does more things in his free time that don’t take place at home. This idea of ​​the young man taking him to play soccer has already gone wrong once, and badly. 2 years ago I asked the youth welfare office for help and said clearly that I needed a household helper and/or a transport service and/or someone to take the children off my hands. Yeah, it didn’t work. Instead of a domestic helper, we were sent a parenting assistant who recommended aromatherapy when she realized that she was actually superfluous. So week after week, someone came to our house, stayed in all the rooms, including all the bedrooms (including our parents‘ bedroom), criticized me for comforting my daughter when she fell down a high slide, strongly questioned the decision to accept the child as it is and not to question both diagnoses and gender identity, and constantly recommended new medical examinations (because they didn’t like the child and adolescent psychiatrist who was accompanying us) and that I should forbid the child from being itself in certain living spaces.

Then I hurried to pick up my daughter. rushed to her therapy, hurried to pick up my son (and bought both of them lunch), hurried back to therapy to wait until therapy ends, made sure my son did his homework meanwhile, rushed home with both kids, made sure my son was ready for his vaccination (we numb the area to be vaccinated with a cream), took him to the doctor, prepared to hold a 50 kilo screaming boy as tight as I can and was TOTALLY surprised that he was absolutely easy with the needle today and didn’t even flinch. And when I was home, I saw a whatsapp from the PA, if the appointment was okay for me today and my mood was like „well no, not really, it doesn’t help to listen people talking an hour long about stuff he can’t do, stuff you think I have to do and thinking about stuff I actually do to make things better for everybody in this family and the feeling that it won’t ever be enough but hey, thanks that you asked“ – and I obviously didn’t wrote it back to her.
So, I was feeling pretty exhausted (no wonder, 3 hours of sleep really isn’t enough), had dinner, put the kids to bed and then I saw the email from the school I had applied to. The class teacher had spoken to the parents, whose kid needs a PA and they were happy that I could imagine doing the Job, so now they want to get to know me on Friday. And now the rollercoaster is going up again – maybe everything will turn out well in the end.
(Welcome to a rather normal day in my life.

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