#actually introverted

It’s not as bad as it sounds, I swear.

I am fully aware that the above statement did not help the first one at all.

So...Mr. G gets on a bus four times a week, and up until a few days ago when Mr. J got a car that actually ran well (yay!) as soon as the bus pulled away, I would follow in my car to take Missy to her school. Mr. G’s bus is a special one with car seats that’s only for kids who attend the half-day pre-K program at the school. Because of this, I know that there is another kid who lives less than a block away who is also attending the program, because I end up waiting behind the bus trying to get out of the neighborhood. He happens to be pretty distinctive, because he uses a particular kind of walker, and since I pick Mr. G up from his program with my car, I noticed that the other little boy is not only in his program, he’s in his class!

Is it super ‘stalker-weird’ that I want to talk to her? Like, hey, you’re a mom who’s son is physically disabled. Me too! Wanna have a chat about braces and physical therapy because no one else who’s not going through this is going to understand how ridiculously expensive these things are? 

For the record, I have actually been debating whether or not to say anything to her for months. Only, I hate being social. Only, I also remember how isolated I feel at times because all the other moms have ‘normal’ kids. Only, that means talking to someone I don’t know which is really hard for me. Only, there’s times I wish someone had just shoehorned themselves in my life and given me support whether or not I wanted it. Only, what if her life drama is too much for me and I can’t take it right now. Only, does that make me a horrible person for even considering that?

For some reason, the approaching new year is making this seem a lot more pressing because Mr. G ages out of the program in the spring. Which means if I haven’t said anything by then, it really will seem weird if I do after the fact. Or at least that’s how it feels. 

Argh!