Marriage is highly over rated. Of course I could be a bit jaded considering this is my third one. I was so into the marriage thing that I got married at 19, 23 and 30. I had two divorces before my 30th birthday, now at never mind how old I am I have two kids and a grown step kid. Now I wonder where the time has gone.
I managed after years of wondering how to earn a living and stay home with my babies to figure that one out. I became an online content writer. Problem solved, sort of. My youngest Autism diagnosis cut down on my availability and the amount of work that I could get done in a single day. I still have no idea how we're going to get by from day to day most of the time but I try not to let it bother me.
My children are my life. I can't imagine not having them but I don't want anymore. The chances of having another child with Autism is small but it's a chance that I can't take. I can't imagine life with Theresa or her diagnosis but I can't even begin to think that I'd be strong enough to go through all that we've gone through since her diagnosis again. The diagnostic process, therapy and applications for assistance to help her function. I can't do it all again.
I'll do anything in this world to help Theresa function but once she's grown, fully functioning on her own I've done my job. I'll have accomplished what I set out to do then it's my turn to live my life one more time before I die.