I’m giddy like a child on the eve of Christmas, anxiously awaiting all the gifts left under the tree by Santa, but ironically my giddiness has nothing to do with the aforementioned holiday that just passed (in a flash I might add) at all. Christmas is a blip on my radar now because my kiddo doesn’t see much need in Christmas gifts. He is not a neurotypical (any word in bold is a term you may hear within the Autism community…it’s all about educating the masses, in my opinion) child who makes a Christmas list months in advance for Santa. My kid loves his books and his iPad and shiny wrappers of all kinds. So, we spend our holidays traveling, eating, and relaxing.

I’m giddy because we have 8 hours until we are home and my kiddo has been an absolute traveling CHAMP! He has loved being in a car since birth. When all my other friends and family were pulling their hair out on hour long excursions with their infants, toddlers, children, etc. my kid was either napping or staring out the window in complete serenity for our multi-hour drives. Yes, people…my son with Autism can be in a car for up to 13 hours in one day (and no…this is not a form of torture for anyone involved). I am convinced it is because of the constant dull hum of a moving car that soothes his overactive brain and gives him the input he seeks on the daily. My husband and I honestly look forward to hopping in our car and taking road trips because it is truly the one thing that brings all three of us peace in our otherwise overwhelming lives. Here’s a great road trip planning site I am currently using to plan our future trips. This is also why I am so giddy! I am a planner at heart, but Nico (yep, this is my kiddo’s name) has taught me that life cannot be planned out to the minute anymore. This was a hard pill for me to swallow, but it’s one of the many pills my child has force-fed me (lovingly) in these last 6 years.

Nico is currently cuddled up with his blanket and his Pete the Cat stuffed animal (the one true Christmas gift “toy” that is getting any real play) watching some stay-at-home mom turned YouTube Kids celebrity reading Pete the Cat books aloud on her YT channel. He truly is the one who is inflating these YT Kids celebrities’ egos by watching their videos over and over again. Sorry to burst your bubble. This is where his stereotyped behaviors and scripting come into play. They are a blessing and a curse because although he can keep himself busy for hours on end, he is focused on the same activity for hours. He does have a killer memory though so although he scripts I find it secretly fascinating because he is literally memorizing book after book that he listens to on his iPad.

And lastly, I’m giddy because I think I may have found a way to make Keto work for me…GOAT CHEESE! I found a YT channel called, Keto Connect that has this couple sharing tips and tricks about the Keto diet and the chick mentioned that one thing she adds to almost all her meals is goat cheese. That’s all I needed to hear…


Anxious. My word for the day…actually, my word for many of my days so don’t be surprised if it pops up again along the way. As a newbie to the world of blogging, I am quite anxious, but this new adventure pales in comparison to the one I have been on these last 6 years. Being a working mom of a 6 year old son with Autism has been the most real, raw, and riveting adventure of my life (yes, I love alliteration so get used to it or unsubscribe now…lol) and when I am not raising this incredibly rad kiddo of mine I am working my tail off at my illustrious career (which I’ll fill you in on later) that has me jet-setting all over the great state of Texas and beyond. Hence, I manage anxiety on the daily. However, 2019 has just begun so why is my word of the day “anxious?” Well, let me rattle it off for you…I’m laying in a hotel room in Little Rock on the second day of the new year because we are driving home from Chicago to our home in San Antonio after a whirlwind holiday vacation and I am sick as a dog, my son is still up at 12:14am because he slept in the car for 3 hours tonight (from 530-830pm…perfect napping hours…said no one ever), I will have less than 12 hours in my home once I return before I have to hop on a plane for work, and oh…I have begun the countdown to my 40th birthday which comes on September 3, 2019. But…so what, right? This may not score high on the anxiety meter for some of you and I agree…this is nothing, but just for poops and giggles I’m also about to embark on the biggest work project of my life while prepping for my autistic son’s transition to Kindergarten and ensuring that I make time to lose like 40 pounds (but won’t have time to work out and hate everything about the Keto diet). Welcome to the Adventures in Patience, Love, and Hope with a side of goldfish narrated by yours truly! In coming on this journey with me, I hope to motivate you, make you laugh, surely make you cringe and cry occasionally, and assure you that the power of perspective is everything. Now, I have to force myself to fall asleep before my husband; otherwise, I will hear him snore all night and I may just have a Birdbox moment of my own that you’ll read about in the Little Rock local newspaper tomorrow…nigh nigh.