I have seen the promised land of therapy rooms.
I have visited these amazing basements equipped with swings, trampolines, a trapeze and quiet tent spaces. Rooms filled with sensory balls and body socks and noise canceling headphones. I have stood in the doorways of these spaces but have never crossed in.
Because it’s not my house. Thou shall not covet thy neighbor’s therapy room.
I’m over at Hartley’s Life With 3 Boys with the rest of the story…I’m wanting what I can’t have.
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March 18, 2011 at 12:09 pm
I commented at the full post on HLW3B… LOVE THIS, Alysia… LOVE IT.
xo
March 18, 2011 at 12:33 pm
Left a comment…. don’t forget the everyday, naturally occurring “jobs” that happen in the classroom every day
xx Jazzy
March 18, 2011 at 2:05 pm
I know how you feel all too well. I always say someday I will own a house where I can put one of those giant playgrounds in the basement….yeah, not gonna happen.
March 23, 2011 at 1:53 pm
you never know…all it takes is a dollar and a dream…
March 22, 2011 at 11:21 pm
I just came back to this post via my email notifications and couldn’t believe that I didn’t comment at the time!
Then I remembered….I was as jealous as hell when I read this post because at the time, my husband was being a complete arse!
But I slapped myself on the wrist and realised that this is NOT ABOUT ME and went back to my initial feeling when I first read it which was YAY for Alysia and Howie and YAY for awesome husbands and their resourcefulness!
My heart was aching for you though as you described the outsider feeling that you experienced.
Just remember Alysia that you are an absolutely brilliant Mom to all of your boys and THEY KNOW IT as much as we do..
It’s hard to see in the moment when you’re feeling rejected but believe me when I tell you that we all out here in cyberspace KNOW that this too will change
x
March 23, 2011 at 1:52 pm
awww…this too will change. Should be our anthem, no?