Just an introduction to our story.
Classes start on Monday, and we've already gotten our reading. Over 100 pages due Monday and I've read like 3. I am exhausted and burnt out. This week we got a taste of what life is going to be like starting next week. Colin has OT Monday morning, ST Tuesday morning, and next week is … Continue reading Struggles
I'm beginning to wonder if I'm asking too much from a daycare to be able to provide occasional one on one attention to my child when he is struggling in that environment. If it's too much for me to expect that instead of deeming him "bad" or that he "had a bad day," I can … Continue reading Daycare Drama
I start classes again for the nursing program in 10 days. That means Colin goes to daycare again in 10 days. I'm freaking. I have had so many issues with this daycare because they just do not get Autism at all. And they're so overwhelmed by the amount of children they have that they can't … Continue reading Nerves
Thursday, Colin had another OT appointment. The OT attempted to have him sit at a table and cut/clip things on paper. When that was a shit show, she asked how often he sits at the table, and about structure at home. Which, to be honest, we don't have much of. He doesn't really have a … Continue reading Sensory Snafoos
Yesterday Colin had an intake appointment for occupational therapy. It went well, and he qualifies for services. Well, during the appointment, Colin started sensory seeking. He was head-butting, hitting us, jumping off of objects, throwing himself to the ground. He was really struggling, and I felt helpless. I don't know how to calm him when … Continue reading Magic
When Colin was diagnosed with autism last October, the doctor recommended speech therapy, ABA, developmental preschool, and at the follow up she put in a referral for OT. I'm a full time nursing school. I'm in class/lab/clinical 20 hours a week, and then another 10-20 hours a week of study time. That's a full time … Continue reading Tough decisions
I know I don't have a "normal child," but when does that ever stop surprising me? Or hurting? I love my child more than anything, but I get so excited to do things with him, and then they're just a huge let down. We took him to the fireworks last night. It wasn't terrible. He … Continue reading I don’t know what I’m doing.