Please don't forget to take your Zoloft for three days. You should really know better after the first time it happened during the blizzard. It's not fun. It makes you feel super dizzy, light headed, faint, and don't forget the lip tingling. Remember how it scares you that you might just pass out? Kind of like the feeling of not having eaten for a good long while? Please don't put yourself through that again, it sucks. It also makes you an emotional wreck and impossible to be around. It makes people hate you and not want to be in the same room with you. You become a complete and total whiny bitch and prefer to sit around and cry over everything. So let's just skip this next time, okay? Missing one day, fine, even two, not so big a deal, but three? Let's.Just.Don't.
PS - I'm really sorry for being such a craptastic person yesterday. I suck.
Who am I?
- I am Amanda, a stay at home mother to two wonderful children, Fiona & Ferris. Fiona has Autism, possibly caused by a small genetic deletion at 22q13.1 (but not the region attributed to Phelan-McDermid Syndrome - although she presents similarly), but we cannot say for certain, as her particular deletion is undocumented. In other words, according to medical literature currently available, she is the only known person with a deletion in this exact region, and so it is of "unknown clinical significance" and we have no idea what her future holds. Currently she is almost completely non-verbal, her only real word with any real meaning being "boob" as she is breastfed. *gasp* Yes, you read correctly, my almost 3 year old daughter still nurses, and I'm proud of that fact. Ferris is a neurotypical little chubba bubba baby man. He gives me sanity, and hope, and comfort for the future. He is nearly 8 months old at the time of this writing, and he is my charming, adorable, little-big guy. He is also breastfed, and doesn't seem to mind sharing with Sissy, who is the neatest thing since pureed peaches in his eyes. Want to know more? Just ask!