Autism is as much about how I handle it as it is about Owen having it. This on most days means we both need a lot of patience. This morning was one of them.
No matter how well I plan or don’t plan it always seems like I’m running late until I’m not and then I feel like I’m running late. Even on my good days, a snail would pass me about ten times before I could even walk to the front of the house. I forget sometimes how slow I truly am anymore because of the hemihypertrophy (the right side of my body is larger than the left side of my body) and arthritis I have.
I told Owen I was taking the stuff to my car and then when I came back in I would finish getting ready and he needed to put on his shoes so we could go. When I asked him to put on his shoes he told me he did. When I asked him if he put on his shoes he said he did but I wasn’t looking at his feet since he was in a different room. He hadn’t. He came to the door with no shoes on. We then had to make the whole shoe decision at this point. Truly it wasn’t long but I wanted him to understand if he needs help he has to ask and not tell me he did something when he knows he didn’t.
We got in the car and off we went to his game. We talked about his shoes again and I that his grandma would be at the baseball field since I was going to my book signing. I reminded him that she would be wearing different clothes than he wanted. We are trying to get him to not focus on clothes but it is still hard. Thankfully he let it go pretty quickly and my mom told me he had a lot of fun playing.
After my event was over I went to pick Owen up from his grandma and we headed home. He didn’t get to go on a long car ride with his grandma because of his behavior in her car. I told him on the way home if he acted up in the car he would not have his tablet when he got home. He was very well-behaved and only told me he was going to “act up at de red light” once but did behave.
The night was full of conversations about his days ahead and I reminded him that he could talk about the days if he gave me more detail than saying only “school” or “church.” I want him to process that he needs to explain why he wants something or how it is important to him, hoping that will help him with conversation techniques.
Bedtime came with our usual fanfare. He knows it is time for bed but wants to not go even though he wants all of the activities to happen for the days ahead. I’m thankful for the progress he is making and the amazing day I had. Let today be your stepping stone for an amazing future. Smiles to all and donut daze!