To be an autism mom means spending several hours making a home-made advent calendar so your leaky gut, autoimmune, GAPS kid feel included and having him wake up in the middle of the night to completely obliterate it…
Now I know it wasn’t much to look at to begin with.. I have honestly never been super artistically inclined or artsy crafty.. At least not compared to the numerous experts you see on pinterest. Growing up I was certain I’d be a “working” mom. I thought I’d be a teacher, writer or a radio talk show host… Wait.. come to think of it, I am all those things.. I just don’t get paid for it.. Well.. at least not in monetary value.
After being thrust into stay-at-home mom-hood by a highly demanding vaccine damaged child, I discovered something miraculous.. I love it! Now, I’ve had my moments.. I’ve had those times I thought I just couldn’t handle it, that it would be easier to have a job.. Thoughts that I was insignificant and that I wish I could do more to contribute to society. And of course those days where the kids are just driving me nuts and an outside job would be like a spa day.. But at some point in my middle aged life, I started growing up and growing up means identifying your priorities, your core-values, the things that truly matter.. What mattered to me? My family. When I took the time to introspect and really think about it, I couldn’t think of anything that truly mattered to me other than my family. Maybe a few other things or people but mainly it was the fam.
Now, don’t get me wrong.. I would do just about anything to take back my son’s vaccine injury. I can’t in fact think of anything I wouldn’t do.. but if it weren’t for him I may have not figured out the true meaning of life.. the true depth of a mother’s love.. hell.. I might have still been feeding my kids nabisco crackers, radioactive cheetos, trix yogurts…
(Oh.. that looks healthy…)
And lord knows what else..
Now I’m a mom that cooks.. A LOT.. GAPS diet, grain free, organic, nutrient rich foods.. I’m the mom that makes a Weekly meal planner
.. I’m the mom that reads the flylady
daily and gets way too excited about it. I’m the mom who homeschools
.. I’m a mom who is very busy and over-extended and I’m a mom who loves her life.. I love my life and I can think of nothing more significant than taking care of the people I love most.
Okay back to the advent calendar….
No, this one wasn’t the one I made.. The one I made wasn’t nearly this professional looking but you can find this project idea and others and several others at decoholic.
What I did was way more white-trash, ghetto… or whatever equal opportunity offensive term you want to use.. What I did was as follows…
2 egg cartons
Decorations (I used paint, glitter, stickers and ornaments)
Numbers to mark calendar days (I found mine at the 99 cent store)
Velcro, glue and tape
1. Take the two egg cartons and glue them together. You can decorate them if you like, however you like. I had Aydan help me with this part. We painted and sprinkled them with glitter.
2. Glue the cartons to the poster board.
3. Place the toys or candies in the egg cartons. If you plan to hang it up or keep it upright, better use something to attach them so they won’t fall out.
4. Wrap the egg cartons with paper.
5. Make a small hole or slit so you can poke through the paper without the entire thing falling apart.
6. Place the numbers on top of cartons representing the 24 days of Christmas with tape or velcro (you have to sort of feel your way through this one).
7. Decorate the remaining part of the poster board (I used stickers, bells and Christmas ornaments.. just stuff I had around the house).
8. Guard it with your life around your GAPS, autism kiddo or it WILL get obliterated!! I speak from experience.
So what did I say when I started this blog post? Oh yeah…
‘To be an autism mom means spending several hours making a home-made advent calendar so your leaky gut, autoimmune, GAPS
kid feel included and having him wake up in the middle of the night to completely obliterate it…’
True!! And love means doing it all over again… So here I go…