The words "go ahead and punch me" flew out of my mouth last night.....as my 5 year old blonde hair blue eyed baby boy stood in front of me with clenched fist ready to explode with anger over having to put pajamas on.  This precious little boy is the light of my life and makes my heart explode with happiness and these terrible disorders change him, and turn him into a tiny hulk with no self control.  He was recently diagnosed with ADHD, SPD, generalized anexity and ODD.  I wish I had a magic wand that I could just swing around and make all these issues disappear, I wish my child could just go to school and have a normal day with no issues or calls home or interventions, I wish that homework time could be a fun time for us, and that asking him to pick up a toy or feed the dog wouldn't result in a 20 minute argument which ends with us both being frustrated.  I wish that he understood that his words hurt and they can't be taken back, I wish he saw and understood how hard I am fighting for him behind the scenes.  I wish that my child, my baby, my life didn't have to work so hard to have what others would consider a terrible day for their "normal" children. I wish that running errands with my darling child didn't make me want to drink a bottle of wine after, I wish my boyfriend understood more what all of this means (he's supportive but doesn't really understand it all) I wish people didn't just see my "bratty" kid and "bad parenting skills".  I wish for a minute that I could just run away and hide from it all, I wish there was a switch that could be flipped or a magic answer that makes it all better.  I wish for a "normal" day, but at the same time I wouldn't want to change a hair on my sons beautiful head, because even with all the challenges he is unique, fierce, passionate, brilliant, compassionate and sour, he is funny, and energetic, and everything I always wished and dreamed for.