I think, no I know, that M is struggling with this first week of the new term. If it hadn’t been apparent from Monday’s horrible outbursts all afternoon and evening I would still have known.
She is lining things up. All the time. Everywhere. Toys; pencils, cutlery, bits of paper. You name it, it needs to be in a line. And woe betide me if I move them without checking.
I realised I was pandering to her last night when I was putting the leftover cupcakes in a cake box – I had made sure they were all neatly lined up. Then I had a moment when I wondered who I was really doing that for, her or me? The jury is out on that one!
The good news is that she has done her spelling practice this afternoon, and written out 2 perfectly neat lines of spellings. Even her words are tidy! (This is not exactly usual)
So, armed with this knowledge that she is self-calming I am not so reluctant about leaving her tonight. It might seem to anyone who’s been reading this week that I’ve been out a lot in the evening, which is true. This is also not usual. Hubby has got us both tickets to a gig and I’m quite over-excited about leaving the house in daylight. I am so fortunate to have 2 capable and loving teenage daughters who will look after M and her brother until we get home tonight. So many parents of autistic spectrum children are isolated and have literally no one to turn to for babysitting. I am making the use of E, my eldest, as she will be leaving for university in the autumn and then I think we will also be in the same isolated boat as L, no 2 daughter, can’t manage both the little ones by herself, and frankly I don’t blame her – divide and conquer is a good policy at bedtime!