What did we accomplish?
Lots of lawyers arguing and – after a day and a half – we finished choosing the jury (there’s a week’s worth of blog material there but no time now). That’s it.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch….
Jessica took over mommy duties. Despite her best intentions, autism mommyhood for someone as young as Jessica, is not as easy as we had both hoped. I think what that says is that my child misses his mom. And he is engaged in that escalating type behavior with everyone around him to try and get her back. It’s not pretty.
My kid? Oh, he’s good. He’s up for an Academy Award. Can Hollywood hear me?
This week he has made it clear that he does not want me to be gone. He spent one day faking that he had a bladder infection. He kept holding himself, screaming, crying, pouting and refusing to pee. Had I actually known about it? I might have bailed on the trial. I’m just that much of a worrier. However, I didn’t learn about it til I returned at the end of that day.
He had worried both his ABA senior tutor and Jessica.
My left eye has been intermittently twitching from stress. (It’s a great look for me).
So the day he was faking illness – he rode home with me from the office. On the way, he was fine. He ate Burger King, drank water came home and peed like crazy. That night? Dancing, yapping up a storm. Jumping on the bed. Eating cookies and playing video games.
My advice to Jessica? I gave her the weapons, a new toy on its way in the mail -and permission to use the two Bs. Bribery and blackmail. Look, the two Bs are great in response to Oscarworthy manipulation and fingers-to-chalkboard pitched screaming!
A couple days later? Me and the hubs left Jessica with authority to take Tootles to an arcade in the late afternoon if he could behave all day. Before that new carrot? She explained that her Tootles spent some time talking her into playing a little Pac-Man with him. They sat down, started playing and just as she was settling into a sense of calm, he pulled the plug to the Pac-Man game, turned around and less than an inch from her face, let loose with a scream that rearranged her genetic structure.Monday we go to Opening Statements and our first witnesses.
I’ve already bought Jessica a new pair of shoes. Call it what you will. Bribery. Hush money. Combat pay.
Court is dark after Monday for the rest of next week. Judge business.
If I can make it through Monday, I can come up for a little bit of air… and prepare for the weeks following. It’s going to be the longest 30 days of my life.
If Jessica gets over her shell-shock, she will be here. Most of her time has been spent trying to calm my little beast.
At this point, as long as she still has all her limbs and can see and hear, I’m okay with that.
I miss you guys. I will try to visit when I can – next week!