I was dreading J’s week off for Spring Break. Afraid of what type of mood he would develop after being home for the majority of the week. Afraid that the aggressive behavior we were starting to curb would come back full force. Afraid that changes with J’s demeanor would also affect mine, causing me to be on edge, irritable and moody because let’s face it this 6 year old runs the show around here.
But our week was really amazing. J was in a great mood, productive with us for the most part and to my joy, getting back to looking/reading his books. Thanks to his amazing teacher for making additional pictures that we needed to be able to work on his First/Then schedule (which he appreciates so much so that he can change them himself, not always to our advantage), we were able to have three successful errand trips with the aid of my sweet co-workers giving us her car DVD system to help aid with the return home trip. So what if we bribed him with McDonald’s that one time.
But lets be clear, there have been a few issues because nothing is ever that easy for us. We could have gone without the boy eating non-stop. Larger than usual grocery bills because of our growing boy. And we could have done without the 3 and 4 am wake up calls because nothing is worse than waking up to the manic laughing coming from your 6 year old autistic child’s bedroom in the wee morning hours. What’s so funny? Your guess is as good as mine.
So even though we ended the week a little poorer and more sleep deprived than before, it was worth it. Seeing his wonderful smile, hearing his infectious giggles and spending quality time with him was so nice. Wish it could have gone on forever but as with any child, especially autistic children, Monday happened. It was rough, I had to be on my toes, he was tried of being home and so was I. We made it through, even if I did let him have a little extra screen that evening. Such is life.