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Do you ever have one of those days where everything seems to unravel all at once? It feels like one thing after another, and it’s enough to make you lose your mind.

We’re currently trying to sell our home, but we haven’t had a single showing. The house we’ve fallen in love with will likely sell before ours does, and it’s making me anxious. We’ve staged our home to make it more appealing, so most of our belongings are in storage. Living in a bare-bones version of the home we’ve created is making me quite miserable. I know it’s a first-world problem, but it’s weighing on me.

Yesterday, we had one of those weather alert days—nothing too dramatic, just rain, some flooding, and wind. Due to the nature of my job and the travel involved, my schedule was in disarray as sessions began canceling left and right. I had a solid 9-hour workday planned but ended up with only 2.5 hours. Frustrating, but unfortunately not unprecedented.

The shifting weather also threw my plans for picking up the kids from school into chaos. What was supposed to be an in-person meeting turned into a virtual one due to the weather, which was amusingly ironic since, by the time of the meeting, the skies were clear and sunny.

When I went to pick up the kids, I was pulled aside by staff. Boy1 had slapped another child across the face, leaving a welt. This wasn’t the first time this has happened with this particular kid—it’s the third incident involving physical aggression. The first time, Boy1 slammed him to the floor; the second, he hit him; and now, he slapped him. They may have been friends at some point, but it’s unclear if Boy1 even understands why he’s acting out. Despite feeding him potential explanations, he hasn’t offered any reason for his behavior.

After the second incident, the other child’s parent contacted the principal, and I suspect she will again. While the principal doesn’t know that Boy1 struggles with verbal communication and uses his hands to express himself, this doesn’t excuse his behavior. I’m concerned that the aggression might be linked to his seizure medication, but without clear answers, it’s challenging to address the issue. Boy1 is now suspended from aftercare, which complicates my schedule further.

To top off the day’s challenges, Boy1 somehow managed to delete the vocabulary from his new communication device—one that we had just customized less than a week ago. I’m not sure if he’s doing this by accident or if he’s playing with it inappropriately. It feels like a setback, and I’m disheartened by the prospect of having to re-customize it. I know it’s not his fault, but I can’t help feeling frustrated and defeated.

It’s been one of those days, and honestly, one of those weeks. I feel like I’m being tested in every possible way. I wanted to share this because it’s important to acknowledge that not every day is filled with sunshine and rainbows. Some days, you’re striving to be supermom, and other days, you’re just trying to get by, even if that means serving microwave dinners. Lately, it’s been the latter.

I’m looking forward to a restful weekend with Hubs at home. It’s always a relief when he doesn’t have to rush off to work on Saturdays, and I can finally catch up on some much-needed sleep. Here’s hoping for a bit of peace and recovery this weekend.

Featured image courtesy of Deposit Photos artist Onontour.