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it isn’t that there’s nothing to say…

 

 

it’s that there just isn’t time to say it.

 

 

Jonathan and I were chatting the other day and he was, like,

 

 

Trevor is harder than ever to care for!

 

 

And I was, like,

 

 

I knooooooow!!!!

 

 

We love him to bits.  Bits, I say.  But between homeschooling the big kids, various therapies for him throughout the week and keeping him outta trouble with the remaining spare time…

 

 

I feel like I can barely rub two thoughts together.

 

 

And yet…

 

 

I miss blogging.  It’s always been cathartic for me.  And I really do have so much to say.  Eventually I’ll get to share it.

 

 

In the meantime, wish us luck as we move on to ADHD med trial number two.  Ritalin just wasn’t our thing.  Actually, it had the reverse affect on Trevor.  He seemed more “there” but his hyperactivity was THROUGH THE ROOF!  Yowsers!  So now I’m just waiting for the Adderall prior auth to go through and away we gooooo…

 

 

If it works…maybe that’ll be my ticket to blog time!  In love

 

 

…danielle

Comments

Debbie said…
(((hugs)))) and I get the lack of time :)

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