Today our Monday disguised itself as a Wednesday. I may go so far as to say- possibly even a Thursday. Horse therapy was cancelled, and it was nice that we didn't have to go rushing around. Sometimes a break in the routine provides a needed dose of sanity.
Who needs a whole group when one single blue man is this cute? Grey had a clap and squeal out loud amazing day at Speech Therapy today. My heart was high.
Here Grey has on a body sock. Many children with autism also have Sensory Processing Disorder (SPD). Their brain can't receive the appropriate signals from any of the different senses- any of the sense can be involved. The sock helps increase spacial awareness through balance and resistance, allowing children with sensory dysfunction to more effectively use their body. Another benefit the body sock offers is deep pressure input (the sense of touch). Greyson craves deep pressure as do many children on the autistic spectrum. The sock, being wrapped up tightly, carrying a heavy bag, and being covered in pillows or covers give him that input that he craves. It calms and quiets him when he is anxious and unable to focus.
Parker doesn't seem to display any signs of SPD.
After Speech we took a spontaneous trip to get a hair cut. I was daring Monday to shows its true colors. As soon as we pulled up I saw this awesome semi in the parking lot. I hoped it was a good omen.
The boys hate hair cuts. Like scream out loud, bucking and kicking HATE. I usually hold them with their hands restrained. There have been times we have all left there crying.
I took a different approach today. I simply handed them over to our awesome and capable stylist Maria, and then I walked away. And they did AMAZING. Better than ever awesome.
It was an eye opener for this helicopter Mom. Sometimes less Mom is more Mom. I need to let them stretch out those wings I've spent so long helping to grow. I highly recommend the double-fisted sucker distractor.
In a RARELY seen move, both boys took a nap today. We were all kinds of off from the Daylight Savings time change. I didn't mind because I feel asleep too, AND we had more daylight to enjoy this evening (except for the fact that it's 11pm and Greyson is still awake. That part is sucky).
This time of the year is my favorite. The golden sunlight that hits when the sun sets blows me away. Have you ever noticed that the word sunset is very similar to reset? Coincidence, or not? And inspiration and respiration. Deep breath in-- it fills you up with good stuff.
The golden sun makes my day flash before my eyes and reminds me that 97% of the things that make me sad- really just don't matter at all.
The boys took a swim lesson tonight. Doodle was in heaven, but it was a little tough on Grey. He loves the water but only on his terms- which involves no part of his face getting wet. We are ready to get over that hump, but it's gonna be a tall hill. His reward for going under a few times? Double fisted cherry suckers yet again.
Oh Monday, well played out. At this rate I may even start to like you. Time for Greyson and I to hit the hay.
Come say hello on Facebook
or on Instagram at @lifewithgrey