There be days like this….

Sometimes it is so hard having an autistic child…and then I get mad at myself when there are children missing, sick, dying, dead….I love him more than anything but sometimes it is so hard. Today he went after a child who walked into the waiting room at the doctor’s office (pediatric psychiatrist)….I had to pull him down the hall away from this poor child. The rest of the time – it was screaming, crying, calling me names….after we saw Dr. H…we were leaving and he went up to this child and started to jump him….life with an autistic child is a crap shoot.