Ok,I am Morag but most people call me Mo, unless i have really annoyed them.
I am 45 and have 1 boy and 2 girls.
I am married to Neil, 9 years last week but have been with him for 15 years.
Our eldest child is Bold Boy who will be 11 in November. He is a complicated wee thing who has caused us all sorts of sleepless nights since he was 3 weeks old. He has a dx. of AS/HFA and ADHD but I am never fully convinced that is right. For a variety of reasons I am convinced he is more autistic than we see. He has no organisational skills, has regular meltdowns over wee things being "not right", is verbally abusive and physically agressive to myself his sisters and any other child who he decides is being mean to him.
He is also very cuddly, funny and has a blast doing most outdoor stuff, swimming and rolling around the trampoline in a quilt. Other times he is locked into his xbox or his movies.
School has been fraught for the last 2 years as his learning difficulty has become more obvious and his attendance is rubbish due to refusal....the school blame me, i blame them but there is actually no other suitable alternative.
He is about to enter his final year at primary and my main task is identifying an appropriate high school for him as nominations must be in by November.
They have already told me they will not fund anything beyond our local high school.
Middle Miss is 7, thinks she is 17 and spends most of her time wandering around like Dolly Dimple singing lady gaga songs and having an attitude.
She is brave, a battler (and has been since being born at 32 weeks), clever and despite getting hassled from her siblings she rarely lets it get to her.
Wee Dame is 5 and she has AS plus speech delay.
She is non stop, funny, beautiful and a determind little so and so.
She has frequent screaming fits as she fails to take time to listen/process what is going on, She is clumsy and easily upset. Terrified beyond reason about flies but apart from that she works hard at trying to do stuff like her sister does.
She was also an unplanned baby who was born when her her brother was being diagnosed and her sister was 17mths.
I had been back at work exactly 10days from my previous MAT leave when i found out i was pregnant
Neil was a prison officer for many years but when the Wee Dame was 9 months old he was knocked of his motorbike by a car who "forgot to look" and has been left with chronic/severe pain due to multiple pelvic breaks, lower spinal damage, a shortened leg and some renal difficulties.
He has finally had to give up his desk job that he was re-deployed to as the pain was out of control. He was a guy whose whole free time was spent climbing mountains, mountain biking and running 5 miles a day so to say he struggles to cope with the changes in his life is understating it. He also struggles with the kids now for same reasons.
So, back to me. I was a psych nurse for a few years after school then went to uni and turned into a social worker for the next 19 years. I done generic work for a few years then went back to a mental health team.
I loved my job but a son going through dx. a husband in hospital, then on a bed in the livingroom for 3 months, a demanding toddler and a 9mth old kinda put an end to that. Plus a violent ex husband who left an almighty trail of misery in his wake on peoples lives coming back in nightmares just kinda set the seal on things and my brain decided it had had enough and i ended up with a diagnosis of type 2 bi-polar depression.
In the middle of all that i was googling one night and thankfully i found this place.
I have made some very good friends here who i love seeing, although it is rare we get the chance and i know that there are people her who would always help me out.
I rely heavily on being able to try and find something funny in even the worst situations to help me cope, i have found a braveness i never knew i had and my sheer bloody mindedness not to let go has seen me through.