Howdy from New York City!
A very exhausted Amelia Geortge here. I hope this finds you well. As for me, I am beat. Just did ten loads of laundry and got the last of the straightening done: our house is in order. For now, anyway, until the boys and Amina manage to dismantle it.
Hiram is at work as I write this: I don' t expect him home until at least 8:00 or later, which will mean one thing: a late supper for him and myself. The kids are eating supper currently: they are having fish and chips tonight. Then I will do up the dishes and the kitchen will be fresh for when Hi gets off of work.
I pray he has a safe shift. I always worry when he goes out, especially since a few years ago he was left partially paralyzed from being shot by an assailant. He can drive, but he walks with a crutch and wears braces on his legs.
The children are all getting big: only Yacinthe (26), Reba (18) and her twin sister Reagan, Jambo (16), Itzhak (15), Alexei (14), Gabriella (14), Amina (6), and Kindro (5) are left at home.
Tanzania (19) has joined the military (Air Force), where she will be stationed in Alaska, near Fairbanks. Charley (22) lives with his girlfriend at an apartment complex for people with disabililties.
Juano, who is 29, lives with his beauitful wife, Angie, and their two small children in Hoboken, New Jersey. They have a son Jose', six, and a daughter, Ysenia, who is three. They will be adding to the family: Angie is pregnant with their third child, a boy, who is due in June. His name will be Zyrus Miguel.
Healthwise, I have my bad days and good. Raising children with special needs only makes it more interesting. This is when I am thankful that I have Reba, Jambo, Itzhak, Gabby, and Alexei to help out when my body won't allow it. I have MS and fibromyalgia.
Some days I can barely move around and am in such pain it's all I can do to keep from crying. Or kiling myself.
I try not to think that way, but sometimes the pain is so overwhelming, and when Yacinthe, who has Down's and is autistic, goes into a meltdown or will not obey, I feel like wanting to give up. I know I can't, but sometimes I just can't help it!
I must try to stay strong for the children's (and grandchildren's) sake! And if I want to see Zyrus Miguel when he arrives in June, then I'd best work at trying to stay alive and keeping my emotions in check. I have been seeing a counselor to help me deal with my problems and it's helped, but some days I really wish the counselor would move in with me, so he could see what I experience on a first-hand basis!
I have been trying to go to temple every Friday and Saturday; having a firm foundation in my faith has also helped tremendously. I don't know what I would do without G-d!
I have been looking into hiring someone for respite care. That way, I can get out of the house several days a week and do things I want to do instead of being tied up at home with the kids. Someone who is trained to work with kids with special needs.
Well, Yacinthe is upset again: I hear her crying hysterically, and Amina and Kindro have followed suit. Wonderful! I have to see if I can calm the threesome before total meltdown breaks out! I will write in here again; just say some prayers for me! I could really use 'em about now! Those three are about to drive me up the WALL!!