Tuesday
September 27, 2011 in adhd, Asperger's, Autism Spectrum Disorders, Balance, Parenting, Uncategorized
It’s week 3 of school for Squidget and week 2 for Princess Jellybean. While settling into our routine has not been particularly easy, it has been fairly predictable. Then along came Tuesday. Sure she sounds sweet and charming but she brought with her a schedule of new events that left me feeling both nervous and excited. Tuesday also conjured up some shenanigans that left me scratching my head.
Today PJ started her very first ballet/ movement class. It is such a joy to watch her. Although PJ has moments of shy, she usually gets right in there and lights up a room. Today was no different. She had tons of fun and it was a blessing for me to spend some time with her without having a care in the world. It was an autism free moment, for her and for me and it was something we both enjoyed and something we both really needed. I am thrilled to no end that we get 9 more weeks of this AND a recital at the end to boot! I feel giddy oh so giddy.
In other extra curricular news, both kids started swim lessons this past Saturday. PJ got in with the catfish group and Squidget got in a semi-private group for kids with special needs. Swimming has always been the sweet spot for both of my kids so this was another big highlight in our week. Both kids had an exceptional experience and we have something to look forward to every Saturday until December. The only taint on that was my misdirection of 6 year old Squidget into the girls locker room. My buttocks were hand fed to me by an angry mom. I completely understand where she was coming from, and I know that being new is no excuse; I was just so wrapped up in trying to make it all happen smoothly that it never dawned on me that nakedness would be an issue I would face on that day. So now that I know better I will care for my stinging buns and prepare for the lecture I am bound to get come November when I usher my kids outside wrapped in a wet towel through 30 degree weather into the car to drive the whole 4 blocks home. Preparation is everything.
Now back to Tuesday. Upon picking up Squidget from school, I learned that he had a fight at school today. What the…did you say fight? Yeah. Good times. Two kids were following him around calling him names repeatedly. He asked them to stop. They kept following him around calling him names repeatedly. He walked away. They kept following him around calling him names repeatedly. He hit them both in the stomach. They stopped. He apologized. I have to admit, this one is kinda tough for me internally. Now we all sat down and talked about what we can do differently. In this case, his next step would be to tell a grown up. While I agree that we should not handle things with our fists (or sticks, swords, guns etc); there is this little part of me that is understanding of his behavior. Is there another way to handle it? YES. Do I also think that a 6 year old has a breaking point after being taunted? YES. There did not seem to be a lot of drama around this incident, no principal visits for any of the kids (which I am a little surprised by) and it sounds like all of the kids worked it out with some assistance from the teacher. I hope with all of my heart that this is an isolated incident that does not repeat itself, at least not until I resolve my internal conflict over the whole thing.
The newest thing to hit Tuesday is that Squidget started a Social Group this afternoon which is run through the center where he sees his Occupational Therapist and Developmental-Behavioral Pediatrician. I got to observe the whole gig today and all I can say is that I hope and pray our insurance covers this (I should find out this week). Immediately I could see the enormous benefits that could come of this group. We have waited four months for a slot to open up and I would love nothing more than to see this run its course. To finally see strategies working; to finally have the practical help that Mr. T and I have sought from the beginning; to finally look into his future and find a balance of hope and worry rather than consumption of the latter. It feels good. I feel relieved; not complacent, but realistic in a way that isn’t terrifying.
So today was Tuesday. It was interesting, it was new, it was a little off; I can’t say I didn’t like it. I’ll see you next week.















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