Lately I’ve been having trouble waking up on time. Years of being hyperalert because of the boys autism is really starting to catch up with me. This week has been worse than normal. I was late for the day program driver and barely had time to get dressed before the appointment with the boys’ nurse. And I catastrophize that tragedy will strike if I am not better able to remain alert, which is making the crashes harder and longer. I have a lot of things which I fill me with gratitude, but gratitude and fumes isn’t going as far as it used to do.