Our New Normal

I got a kick out of this pillow at Belk (where all good Southern women were raised) the other night. Mama & I were messing around & I said I should get this pillow, it takes own a whole new meaning at our house! It literally means what it says! I need pillows that mean what they say!

I digress…we’ve all had that feeling of being hungry but just can’t seem to be satisfied with anything we eat, well that is the essence of Jack’s life. I haven’t blogged in a while because I really don’t have a whole lot of time these days with the stand being in full-swing, trying to be a Mama, & then being Jack’s Mama & caretaker. I’ve been wanting to blog about his hunger, not an actual hunger, but a metaphorical hunger.

This summer, Ava has spent a large portion of her time at my Mama & Daddy’s house during the day while I work and/or at night. She spends the night at her home maybe two nights a week. Lee & I miss her so dearly. Ava is such a sweet, loving, helpful child (takes after her Mama no doubt). The reasoning for her absence away from home, is Jack. As I have explained in previous blogs, Jack is annoying. I compare him to the most annoying boy you can think of in your third grade class. Picture the boy that ran around popping your bra (okay, maybe sixth grade class with a bra), snot running out of his nose, tapping your head. Now, magnify that fool by 10,000…omg! Ava doesn’t like to stay at home any more because this is what Jack has become to her & myself. He does do this to Mama & my sister some too, but Ava & myself are the main targets. This heathens antics involve popping the waistband of our shorts, actually taking his hand & slashing at us like a tiger-trust me, it hurts, talking the whole time we are trying to watch something on tv, wanting me & only me to watch a movie with him, or now, wanting me to take him to town for something to eat. And by the way, I can call him a heathen…no judgement because this is how I actually talk. Those that know me well, can attest to this. Heck, I’ve probably called your child a heathen before, but behind your back, of course!

Instead of the containment of staying at home 24/7 & holed up in his room like he was doing several months ago, we have entered a parallel universe. This new universe involves a whole new system. Wake up at 9am every morning as opposed to nearly 11am, bang on my bedroom door repeatedly, scream my name repeatedly, behave like a cat straight out of the jungle, insist on going to the Chiba drive-thru 3-4 times a week, require me to look at him & sit right next to him from 7pm-midnight until that glorious sleeping pill kicks in.

Jack is hungry, he’s hungry for Chiba, but he is hungry to aggravate us. This child get zero satisfaction out of anything. If he gets a gift card for $25, he asks why couldn’t it be for $50. Or, if he’s sitting next to you, he has to plop his feet on top of you & then proceeds to dig them into you. Should he get into the pool, he is going to worry you to death by splashing you restlessly, until you get out. That song by Kenny Chesney, ‘Everything’s Gonna Be Alright’ just ain’t true! Kenny has money, money can buy so much. It could buy us special help for Jack, a new home design tailored to our needs, nursing care, the list goes on & on. So Kenny, if you’re rich like yourself, things have a better chance of being alright.

This video was recorded while I was in my bathroom with the door locked while trying to get ready for work & Jack is in his room saying my name over & over.

I text Lee tonight while at the Chiba drive-thru; it takes power of the supernatural to keep me from losing it with this child. Our prayers, your prayers are what is keeping this ship afloat. Without them, there really is no telling where any of us would be. Please keep them coming…until next time.

Author: dravetsyndromeblog

42 year old Mama of three kids, wife of a farmer, & business owner.

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