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› A Few Glimpses of My Saturday {May 30}
A regular Saturday.
Laundry duty.
I finally managed to book a slot in the laundry room and grabbed it immediately. It’s honestly crazy how much laundry piles up when you have a child who changes clothes constantly. Maybe not every five minutes, but sometimes it feels like it.
Not the glamorous laundry room where I live but it works. The clothes is getting clean 🙌🏼
Today’s little glimpses:
● Laundry
● Folding laundry
● Sending in my last assignments despite everything going on
● Grocery shopping
● Uncomfortable children but understanding parents
● Scratch mark on my ankle
Had an explosion of Pepsi Max in my bag so I had to wash that one as well.
One thing that stayed with me today happened while we were out shopping.
A little background: because of past experiences with kindergarten, my son has spent much of his life separated from other children (kindergarten). Ever since he was little, he has been incredibly drawn to them. He loves children and often assumes everyone is a friend.
Today, he ran up and hugged two children.
As a parent to a child with special needs, those moments are always difficult. You never know how people will react.They were uncomfortable, which I understand. A child coming up like a train at full speed towards them. I had no chance to stop him due to him being so strong, and people here are very alert to reporting anything to the CPS. Sadly.
Luckily, both parents were understanding when I explained the situation.
One of the parents actually smiled and said the following:“Aww, you got a hug. That is so sweet”
And honestly? That made me happy.
Not everyone is understanding, and situations like these can be stressful.
Having a child with autism comes with challenges that many people never see. A lot of the time it feels like you’re constantly advocating, explaining, protecting, and helping your child navigate a world that isn’t always patient.
But today, for a small moment, people chose kindness.
And I appreciated that more than they probably realized.
Scratch mark by a straw in metal. Painful
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› Will He Follow in My Footsteps?
The thought of sharing photography with him one day makes my heart so happy.
The curiosity is definitely there.
The camera is super old. I think I was 16 when I bought it.
When he saw me taking photos with my camera and trying to figure out how to get sharper focus, he suddenly ran off and grabbed my old digital camera from when I was younger.
Yes, it still works.
Seeing him become interested in the same hobby I love is honestly a feeling I can’t even describe properly.
I really hope his curiosity for photography stays as he gets older.
Just imagining little mother-and-son adventures with cameras, camera gear, and photo walks together gives me chills in the best way.
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› A small moment that happened
A quiet moment I know I’ll remember.
This AI picture of me and my parents. I don’t have a picture of us together, so I am so happy that AI could make this one for me. Of pictures of my parents and me. Combined three photos into one. A small moment today that I don’t think I’ll ever forget.
My non-verbal son looked at an AI-generated photo of me and my parents and said “grandma” and “grandpa” in Swedish for the first time.
It was the very first time he said it, and I’m sitting here in tears and is still emotional when I think about this moment. -
› Currently observing an artist in process
Proud little artist trying to tell and explain to me what each picture is and his thoughts behind them. Observing the artist and he’s struggle to get his art stuck on the wall
I wasn’t sure what I was looking for, I just started paying attention to what was already there.
I had to blurred some stuff on some pictures due to having our names on it.
Yes I will remove them when he is sleeping. He has already ruined the wallpapers so I will do it. Wish me luck. He has used tape so I had to hide it)
Watching him doing this made me think of the way he draw, the way he pick colors and it is not random. How much we practice to pronounce and say the colors (he is non-verbal) and watching him fight the struggle to get them to stay. The determination.
I’ve started paying more attention to things I don’t fully understand yet.
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› Giant nursery crib? Til..this?
Oh, I have forgotten to show you guys! Proud mama bear moment!
If you guys remember this post [here] my son now officially a big boy!
Earlier he had a bed that we’ve been renting from the hospital (in the post), and my best friend/godmother to E said it looked like a giant crib (those beds for babies), and I never thought of that before, but after she said that, I couldn’t unsee it.
The bed that we have had since he was .. three years old I think. We rented it due to E being an run awayer in the middle of the night. One time I found him (this was before this bed) at the front door in my apartment complex.. in the middle of the night. Yes I had locked the door.
I spoke with the CPS about the bed (due to safety reasons, etc.) together with the hospital, and I got approved. Sure, I didn’t need to talk to them, but due to me having a child with special needs… People don’t understand how it is, so yeah. I have been involved with them ever since so I figured out it would be better to have a true, straight communication with them. Anyway, they said yes, so we ordered it. After having gotten the bed, E felt so safe. He had his own place. I made it into a fort sometimes so he could have his own little “house” to be in, and he loved it.
Note this this bed also had a beamer you could have over the closed doors (kinda lock him in) and that was approved as well. Yes I am keeping my blog raw and authentic so the truth is being told .
Fast forward to now … He wasn’t home, and the bed was waiting to get picked up! So I unscrewed the whole entire bed and had M help me carry it down to the basement. It stood in the basement until the guys from the hospital-special-team-helping-thing came and picked it up. The past weekend (12th & 13th of December) we worked hard to get every piece together.
This Wednesday (17th) E came home and he has been sleeping in it every night. I am so proud of him.
The boy who was super happy and excited. Jumped right into bed after seeing it and was ready to go to sleep. Giving goodnight kisses and saying goodnight.. at 5pm.. That’s how excited he got.
So cute but yeah. He is now a big boy and a big boy need a big boy bed.
The green alien is from Ikea and the gnome / Santa is from Jysk – an scandinavian home/sleeping department store or what to call it.
I do not know why all the text is in the caption of the media/pictures. I tried to fix it, but it doesn’t work, so I’m going to leave it like it is.