Being Mom

Sometimes its tough being the mom of an autistic kid.  People look at me funny when Brad hoo hoos in stores.  i have to depend on undependable people to come look after him so i can go take care of things most people take for granted.  Like going for a walk.  Or right now…  i’m hungry and i’d like to run down to Hardees and get me a low carb burger but there isn’t much gas in the truck and i’m afraid Brad will scream for the rest of the night for a ride.  So do i go hungry or do i cause my kid to scream? (J has the money with him at work, i don’t have money to put gas in the truck.)

i wish we had groceries in the house… then it wouldn’t matter.