I live about 4 hours away from my family, have no friends and cannot drive. I live in a small village with my husband and our children, DS3 and DD2. They both have SEND and are on the waiting list but are certainly both autistic (it’s in the family).
Basically I can no longer cope and am wondering how anyone gets through this? DH works long hours but helps around work with nappies and getting them to sleep etc. DS3 goes to a local nursery for two short days a week but they want to reduce his hours as they say they cannot keep him safe. He’s a lovely boy but has no danger awareness and won’t leave fire exits, toilets etc alone. He has speech delay and little understanding. He’s really not just naughty, he doesn’t understand why he shouldn’t do these things and can’t understand the language used when people try to explain to him. His speech has progressed recently though.
DD2 is due to start at the same nursery in a few months, she has more delays that DS and is totally non-verbal. She needs help with eating.
I am exhausted. I desperately want the best for my children. I don’t feel like I can provide that as I am so burnt out. I don’t sleep, I am suffering from such severe stress that my physical health is being impacted in numerous ways. I can’t help but worry about the future. What does that even look like? Will they need our support forever? What if I die?
We have regular appointments with a speech and language therapist who is brilliant. Our HV is not great- very rushed visits and not much help at all. But then what would help even look like? Nobody can magically move in with us and tell us what to do and how to look after them. They are 3 and 2, what will my life look when they are 13 and 12. What if they are still in nappies and non-verbal? What’s the point? I have no emotional support, no time for myself whatsoever to attend counselling, I work freelance around the kids when they sleep.
How are so many families going through this with SEND children and there is still so little help or understanding of what families like mine go through. I feel crushed. I don’t know who I am anymore or why I’m posting this other than out of sheer desperation that maybe someone can reassure me that things get better or maybe there’s some support I’m missing.