Nineteen years ago today I lost my father. I loved him dearly but....
we had a different, complicated relationship. I have always wished I knew him better, understood him more, and had a closer bond. A daughter needs a close bond with her daddy.
My husband Chris and our Angelina have that bond I wish I had with my father.
There is a love there that all little girls wish for. Pure joy and deep love. Not sure who loves whom more. Angelina looks adoringly at him with a big smile that could break your heart. Chris looks at Angelina with such pride and calls her his hero. He believes there is nothing she can't do. He believes she is as special as they come. And it has nothing to do with Autism. He loves her for every little song she screams out of her lungs and every little dance she makes up. He loves her for her stubbornness and her wet kisses. He cant wait to see her everyday and loves to carry off to bed when she snuggles up to him at night. He loves her for all he knows she will be someday and all she may not be.
He simply loves her and tells her so everyday!
Even more than wishing I had that kind of relationship with my father I had always wished for that relationship to exist for my daughter.
I am so lucky!
Friday, March 9, 2012
Monday, March 5, 2012
Miss Angelina
My little princess slept through the night. AHHH! What 7 hours of sleep can do for you. I feel like superwoman today. I did a million things by 11:30 this morning. Couldn't stop me!!!
My first task as supermom today was when the princess decided she prefer to pee pee on her chair than on a potty. I guess I understand that....she was reading several different books at 6:30 AM in her playroom ( like an angel) and then the feelings comes....why stand up and tell mommy you have to pee. Why not just let it loose right there, right then. Then she proceeds to take off her pajama pants and underwear and read butt naked. As I came up the stairs with my coffee feeling like a champ I peeked in at her and saw the nakedness. I instantly knew...but couldn't find the evidence . At this point she was on her way out of the playroom running down the hall. I searched every room wondering where was the PEE???? She tossed her clothes behind her bookcase and the puddle was under her desk.Good ol Resolve carpet cleaner....we are pals. We fight in combat together against smelly Angelina odors.
I forgive Angelina as always. My lil princess is still challenged when it comes to recognizing when she "has to go". She hasn't been able to verbalize it to us yet. But she will someday. She will someday no longer leave me pee puddles...no longer run up and down the halls butt naked..I will no longer have to buy cases of Resolve ...someday. That's ok.
My first task as supermom today was when the princess decided she prefer to pee pee on her chair than on a potty. I guess I understand that....she was reading several different books at 6:30 AM in her playroom ( like an angel) and then the feelings comes....why stand up and tell mommy you have to pee. Why not just let it loose right there, right then. Then she proceeds to take off her pajama pants and underwear and read butt naked. As I came up the stairs with my coffee feeling like a champ I peeked in at her and saw the nakedness. I instantly knew...but couldn't find the evidence . At this point she was on her way out of the playroom running down the hall. I searched every room wondering where was the PEE???? She tossed her clothes behind her bookcase and the puddle was under her desk.Good ol Resolve carpet cleaner....we are pals. We fight in combat together against smelly Angelina odors.
I forgive Angelina as always. My lil princess is still challenged when it comes to recognizing when she "has to go". She hasn't been able to verbalize it to us yet. But she will someday. She will someday no longer leave me pee puddles...no longer run up and down the halls butt naked..I will no longer have to buy cases of Resolve ...someday. That's ok.
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