A productive day

I laughed just a little at the play on words of today's blog title. Today my body decided to go through half an hour long coughing fits to finally begin bringing up the junk in my chest. Pneumonia is so much fun. I can barely eat because I feel full so quickly. My stomach sticks out like I'm pregnant trying to make room for my lungs. Steamy showers and the breathing treatments seem to help.

In other news I accomplished a lot today. Cleaned out the pantry and organized it. Cleaned out the stock pile. Took out a bunch of trash. Cleaned by the front door, took everything out swept etc. I did a load of laundry. Cleaned the kitchen and swept. Did some dishes. In the process of washing the diapers. Lots done. I really feel like you can tell I actually cleaned my house today because it looks cleaner.

Two days into reading the Bible in one year. Instead of going from one end to the other like I've done before this list skips around. I hope it will get me to read parts of the Bible I otherwise miss or don't hit often in my own reading\studying. I am waiting for the water to boil for my lemon tea. Nectar of heaven or something. It's been amazing since I got sick. Love me some lemon tea. Too bad it didn't come in boxes bigger than 20.

My baby girl had a good day today. She was happy and we had lots of good eye contact and she even said a few words. My son on the other hand is weepy and quick to get angry. We talked today about coming up with coping methods - like what to do when he gets SO ANGRY other than cussing us out, hitting etc. The joys of a five year old with anxiety and SPD. He's such a smart kid. He's amazing. We'll figure this out.

Today we tried to see how high we could count before we were grumpy anymore. 60 is a really grumpy number. 30 is for slightly annoyed. :P

Frightful weather

It was 12 degrees this morning when I woke up. It's now up to 17! Yep, winter is here! My husband and son will be leaving soon to have a nice Daddy-son morning. I hope they have lots of fun. It's hard when you have a child with Sensory Processing Disorder [ SPD ] to know how they will react to different things. One time something is fine the next he's screaming and you end up carrying\dragging him kicking and screaming and fighting [while yelling he hates you or something equally heart breaking] out of the store, library, school etc. He's usually my sweet lovable awesome kid and the next he hits and says mean things and uses potty words.

Then I find out the tag on his shirt was itchy and the sun was too shiny or the room smelled too much or was too loud or the lights buzzed.

I'm sure it's just as hard on him which makes it worse.

So I am praying my son and husband have fun and they have a good bonding experience. I will be at home with Missy who will attempt to 'help' me. She may not even pretend and just climb up the pantry or throw cans in the hallway to see if I'll trip. :P