So as you could potentially fathom from my last post followed by my subsequent silence, I’m quite burnt out right now.
This is what happens when you are primary carer to one, or more (our case obviously two), highly traumatised children. When there is no relief, when they cannot be in school and cannot cope with you away from the home. When the “early intervention” hasn’t happened and you have been left unsupported. When you have been pushed to send them to school to find out retrospectively, that your gut was right, you now have professional input stating they “really cannot even begin to cope in a classroom right now, let alone learn in or socialise in a school environment”.
I had a cold 2 weeks ago, it developed and turned into a chest infection that I am still in the process of getting over. Caitlin had it and struggled for approximately 12 hours. I promote a really healthy diet that means their immune systems are very good (as she suffers with glue ear, and when she’s ill goes deaf and as a consequence gets anxious and self harms).
When you are burnt out as a carer, literally the smallest cold can completely topple your world.
I had to take a step back from everything. Even parenting right now is borderline too much activity in the day. I will be back, but more rest is required. I am on the up now, which is why I have had time to write.I have not disappeared and the chaos family isn’t disbanding. I am just exceedingly burnt out and ill as a result.