We had many talks about his behavior. The yelling is what gets me. Some mornings I can quickly wake up and process what he is wanting but today was not one of those days. He needed to yell and get his point across but none of it was things that I had different answers for. He wanted to know if his teacher would be there for summer school and if his friend would be at his school in August amongst other things. I can only imagine what he holds in his brain. An hour went by of these very loud questions and observations, then he finally calmed down.
When I talked to his advisor the other day she suggested to have him write out his words that he repeats or for him to type them out. He still has a hard time writing but we are working on typing what he is saying so he connects to it. I took notecards and wrote out the different phrases and answers he wanted. Plus, I made cards with positive affirmations that I said to him. When he would come to me throughout the day I would show him the different cards and he would read them. It so far is at least distracting him from repeating everything as much.
We got ready for his big day with his grandma and he was excited to get there. He had a great time playing with her and they talked a lot about the week ahead. He did great on the car ride there but on the ride home he was yelling at the stoplights. He can’t handle it when we stop and some of the stoplights are harder on him than others. The screams kept coming but the more I reacted the more he screamed. I started asking him questions and didn’t acknowledge his screams. Sometimes this works and sometimes this makes him scream louder. Thankfully he started answering my questions and by the time we got home, he was calm.
Autism is as much about how I handle it as it is about Owen having it. Some days it is all about my reactions that he wants to grab onto and some days he can’t process any of it. I have to maneuver through the days and try to watch what he is going through to see how to help him. And some days we have to step back, take deep breaths, and remember that we will get through it together.
Bedtime was a rollercoaster because breaks from routine are hard. He got out of bed several times to go over the same things he already knew. It breaks my heart to see him struggle when his routine is gone. I pray the days ahead go quickly for him and he can have fun during the holidays. I also pray he sleeps tonight so we can go to church tomorrow. His laughter and his hugs made my day. Focus on the good stuff and let laughter fill your heart with joy. Smiles to all and donut daze!