Survived the weekend again...

Well it is Sunday now, and we had quite a week. With Matthias turning 3 years old yesterday, we had a lot of stuff to plan for the big day. On top of that we had an incident with Nina's daycare teacher where she basically asked my husband Carlos to come and 'help take care of Nina or take her home early' during an experiment that would be presented to the kids after nap. The experiment involved liquid nitrogen. However, if the experiment was so dangerous that for security reasons they wanted my child restrained in some way, I would assume that it was dangerous for everyone in the first place, so they shouldn't have it.
After processing all this, I decided to call the center Director and told her about this, told her this was straight out discrimination, and that considering how mild my daughter was, I didn't believe she needed us to get out of work to care for her while in DAYCARE. Needless to say the Director was very apologetic, I insisted that this was not the first incident that had happened to us, and that I wanted to know if they couldn't handle Nina, they should just tell me.
I also told the Director and the teacher, that they needed some sort of training if they were going to receive children with special needs, especially since autism's prevalence is 1 in 150. Nina was not going to be the first nor last case they were going to see.
I had a lump in my throat all day, felt like crying since I was so angry and hurt for my daughter since I know this will not be the first nor last incident that we will have to deal with.
On a positive note, my beautiful princess is starting to try and converse a bit more these days. She put together some sentences yesterday basically trying to tell me that she was happy about a toy I had given her, and that she was sorry she had kick Carlos while she was having a tantrum in the car earlier that day. She was hugging me and saying she was sorry. I love those conversations, I love when I see how far she has come. I cannot believe it will be two years since hr diagnosis this October. Realizing what we have been through, I am thankful since God has shown all along how he never leaves our side.
I have my dream job, that helps keep me alive basically. I got this job through working at Starbucks. Cannot believe it. I have been working as a counselor for almost eight months now. I didn't think I would ever work in my field, and here I am working part time with wonderful people. So when bad days happen, I have to concentrate on the good ones, because when you are hurting and looking at what you 'don't' have, it is really easy to forget what you DO have.
We are having a babysitter take care of the kiddos this afternoon. Looking forward to some time with Carlos. Ever since we have started doing this on a regular basis, our relationship and my mood :-) are so much better!