Aren't transitions the best?

Here we are... another transition is upon us: school is starting!   This is probably my favorite time of year: school supplies, new beginnings, new friends. (If it wasn't 108 degrees outside, that would be a total bonus... although I'm not holding my breath).  For Grayson, who is entering the 1st grade, life is pretty good. He knows 2 kids in his class, his teacher is a "known quantity" and has a good reputation and most importantly, he's excited.  For Graham, the transition of getting back to school is going to be much more difficult. Not because he doesn't like school, he loves it... he's just been out of the loop for the last 3 months-- which means the next two weeks are bound to be wrought with challenging behavior, temper tantrums and who knows what else. It doesn't help matters that his schedule requires a PhD to decode.  Between coordinating daycare, PPCD (his preschool program), ABA therapy, getting him to and fro on the right days at the right time, I find myself exhausted emotionally.  I guess transitions are hard for me too-- not sure I realized that until just now.  I'm a fairly routine-oriented person. I multi-task better when parts of my life can run on auto-pilot.  There will be nothing running on auto-pilot in the next week. Mental note: I need to stop after I'm done blogging and have a little pow-wow with God or, more importantly, let Him have a pow-wow with me... I'm not sure how anyone with a kid on the spectrum could survive the day to day without the hope I have from God.

Soon enough, Graham and I will find our stride. We'll get into a routine and our day to day world will right itself again.  Aren't transitions the best?