Occupational Therapy : Day 1

Having a child with special needs is exhausting.

Right about now you’re thinking uh, duh.  Actually, Krista, it sounds like a walk in the park.  Before you go thinking I’m stating the obvious it’s exhausting in a way that I can’t describe.  Physically, emotionally, mentally.  All of it.

Day after day it’s the same thing.  Some days are better than others.  There are days that fly by and I go to bed feeling like I got something done.  Some days I wake up and am ready to go right back to sleep and hide under my covers.  It takes a toll.  There are days when I’m exhausted and I’ve barely lifted a finger.  Those days usually consist of dealing with a frustrated, tired, confused, upset little  boy.  That I can’t help.  That I have been given to teach.  And yet I don’t have the tools to do so.


I sit here with a tear rolling down my cheek because holding it back any longer was impossible.  Crying is okay.  It’s therapeutic.  It’s release.  It paves the way for a dark chocolate treat.  It allows me to clear the slate and baby step to the next task.

Today was our first OT (occupational therapy) session.  It started off with a late night, early morning, drop Dad at the airport, run kids to school, run back home to get bubba dressed and to the appointment which he was dreading already.  Seriously!?  Probably not the best way to start but guess what!?  It’s a start.  And this is the reality of my life.  It’s not going to change so I’m rolling with the punches.

The start of the session was nothing less than a complete shut down.  Bless the therapist for gently coaxing my boy to relax.   15 minutes before the session was going to end he finally started talking.

Exhausting.  For us both.

Bless his heart he was so worn out he fell asleep on the way home.  It’s tough to be put through something that makes you uncomfortable.  As an adult I know this.  My poor sweet baby is learning it.

The foundation is poured.  I know that.  I know it can only get better.  I know I can get through this.

Disclaimer: I am no way an expert on child development.  In the event that something I have said has offended you, I apologize.  I have a pure and sincere intent to uplift and comfort others. Aka if you don’t have anything nice to say it’s best to just keep your mouth shut.


  1. You’re so strong-just keep hanging in there, I’m sure this must be so difficult but I know it will all be for the best!! <3

  2. Lucky Blogs says:

    Good job for recognizing all the challenges and pushing through them. Finding a successful therapy technique will come; hopefully sooner than later :)

  3. If anyone can navigate these waters, you can my sweet friend. Love you and that sweet little boy to pieces.

  4. Jen says:

    Just keep your chin up, and remember it’s okay to have bad days. We all do.

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