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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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› 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.