Happy Easter, from Aidan…
Aidan & I were watching this Dr.Who song that appeared on ABC’s ‘The Chaser’ via You Tube a few times before the Dalegg evolved… my whole family was mesmerised by this song when it first appeared on the TV. My son was very excited to see it again. Lots of giggles…
Queen sums it all up in a nutshell for today.
Time for me to decompress at the gym.
Pray tomorrow, gets me higher.
This picture that Mitch took of me last week is starting to cause a funny stir over here amongst my friends. The only thing missing is a BFG and a don’t-mess-with-this-mother facial expression, but i won’t go into the details of the reasons behind the evolution of this picture.
This is more like it…. so i’ll definitely have do a skirmish at least once in this lifetime in order to score my trophy photo. I’m sure i’ll get there, one day - in the not too distant future. The world as it is, has made me need to become this way as a mother.
…or yes, even this one with the child hoisted on the hip and an even bigger BFG! 
Strangely enough, my life seems to be mirrored to the fictional characters of these Super-BFG-Moms battling with Doomsday-isms atm. The battle, acceptance and integration of Autism continues. There has been great progress in our lives, however draining - I can’t exactly quit at this job.
Received an invitation to attend a meeting over at Springwood to get involved in working on developing support groups for families affected by ASD in the Blue Mountains. I look forward to following this up and seeing where we can take it. I can already intuit that it’s got the potential to go somewhere really amazing.
When we say things like,
“XYZ is so bad, that i wouldn’t want to wish it on my worst enemy.”
I feel very differently about Autism.
My family was heavily exposed to many hardcore toxins during my pregnancy. Chronic maxed out exposure to very high levels of VOCs. MDF, carpet, paint, solvents - it was a fresh NEW building - and they were still completing construction on the appartment even after we moved in too, heaps of building & construction dust everywhere. This appartment was also next door to the street where we lived in for years before it, which had one of the highest levels of lead in Sydney.
Although my own pieces to the puzzle is not completed yet, i have enough pieces to see the emerging picture and intuit it already. I experienced my first attack of MS during week 17 of my pregnancy and that my son’s autism was present at birth (if not in utero)? A clear cut case of living with a heavy toxic load at the time. How can this unknown environmental trigger be such a bloody mystery anymore?!
Whilst people continue to argue over thimerosal in the freaking vaccines ad-infinitum, I find it mortifying that businesses are allowed to sell & produce hazardous products (& by-products) that are already known & proven to not only harm the healthy development of a baby within the womb but also seriously affect the health of older people too.
Like, my apartment did not come with a sign on the door that said,
“Living in this place, is going to seriously harm both you and the baby.”
With the hindsight I now own in my life, i would’ve chosen differently - but i can’t turn the clock backwards.
1:150 will have autism…
1:140 will have autism…
and today, i see
1:94 boys will have autism…
Do i care about the numbers or where they come from? No - not much. We’ll just see the trend continue and then we’ll be left with a very high population of parents starting to go through it. More, and more and more - and the schools are already facing it. Allergies on the rise. Auto-immune diseases on the rise. ADDHDPDD(yadda yadda) - just add any other illness, other mental & physical developmental problems into the picture where many parents are going to be loaded with the stigma of “bad parenting”. Supply & Demand will undoubtedly kick in, to enforce changes to the way people do things - it’s already happening in our lives. Our situation is commanding change - fail to change or adapt, then all hell will break loose and for each moment where constructive change can kick in which makes a difference, it opens pandora’s box that yields itself into turning this world into a better place than it was before.
Isn’t that the beauty of humans? That we have an amazing capacity to adapt? Which then makes me reflect on a cockroach’s ability to SURVIVE…
Sometimes - it does feel like i am in the middle of an X-Men movie where this world has just reached the stage of humans starting to give birth to it’s early Mutants. A mixed blessing, as who knows what the bioaccumulation of chemicals could possibly bring to the world in the future. Some big problems ahead perhaps, but the coin will always have it’s otherside and the ying will have it’s yang.
My own Doomsday occured on the day that i gave birth to my son, where the landscape in my mind was no different to Sarah O’Connor. For now - i can continue to be grateful for the amazing things that have resulted in our lives because of just how hard it’s forced us to change & adapt.
The other day, my son reported that he had seen a yellow snake with brown spots. We’ve been on the alert because a friend spotted a brown snake in their backyard recently. After some researching on Google to try an identify what this snake could’ve been, my husband spotted the culprit who’s made it’s home beside Mitch’s workshed in the backyard.
It panned out to be a blue-tongued lizzard, but i’ve got to admit - this creature did freak me out a fair bit because it did look like a snake when his legs were being obscured by the leaves (erm - hence the ability to take a close-up shot after i knew that it definitely wasn’t a snake - despite my husband telling me, “IT’S NOT A SNAKE” - i didn’t believe Mitch until i could see this creature’s legs with my own eyes. Just put your fingers on the monitor to cover this creature’s legs in the photo and you’ll see what i mean). It’s tongue was a bright electric neon blue colour. I’ve never seen one this big before, about 7-8cm? diameter in the trunk of it’s body - quite a monster compared to the other’s i’ve seen in the bushtracks.
The wildlife is getting noticeably wilder here and i suspect that the large influx of high rainfall we had a few weeks ago has had something to do with it. Perhaps it’s also paired with the former tenant/owner’s last pesticidal treatment around the house wearing off as well. The school grounds are getting leeches. There’s more different spiecies of large ants scrawling about and heaps of spiders now - many are breeding & laying egg sacks everywhere. My husband spotted a red-back spider under the BBQ, another one near the water meter. They’re venom is poisonous so we need to be on guard. They don’t scare me as much as the funnel web spiders but i continue to be vigilent in the garden whilst mowing & cleaning up.
Here’s hoping that our new local lizzard has the time of it’s life by helping us to tackle the increase in creepy crawlies everywhere. I imagine that’s why he/she has arrived to our home, as it’s such a royal banquet over here atm.
We’re currently going though a heat-wave/dry-spell although we’re not feeling it that much over here in the mountains. The Leura Flies aren’t very psycho at the moment. I encountered one of them in the backyard today - so a storm is likely to be comming soon, but i think it’s going to be a few days. I guess i’ll know better when the flies start to get uber-psycho.
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Hectic with work & managing my son’s needs at home & school. It’s going well, although my spirits are somewhat low & depressed today. I need to decompress from it all - hence taking the moment to time-out in blog-world but i’ll be booking myself into the gym to let it all rip tonight.
For crazy thinking mums who have a bloody sense of humour!
