So, gone is the gate in the doorway of his room ~ cue DS having adventures up and down the stairs after bedtime. Gone is the buggy for transport to and from nursery ~ cue DS running up driveways and knocking on doors. And in response, DS has gone cold turkey and given up his afternoon nap (boo!); and having done so, he is struggling with being awake all day and my beautiful boy has turned into a spitting and hissing obnoxious nightmare. Where has my beautiful boy gone and when will he return? My normal response to a parental crisis of confidence is "this is a phase, it too will pass"... I'm finding it tough going this week.
Thursday, 9 September 2010
Change Is In The Air
Last weekend I had a conversation about being a parent. Nothing specific, just generalities (hmmm, is that even a word?). The person I was talking to is a grandmother and fairly direct in her approach, albeit in a very kind and pleasant way. The upshot was that I have made changes this week to how we parent DS. You know, maybe I have been keeping DS a 'baby' in my mind because he still isn't speaking as clearly as he should be for his age.
Autism. Such a small word, only six letters long. Autism. Such a big word, powerful enough to fill a parent's heart with dread and fe...