Tuesday 15th May

If you’ve seen my earlier post today “Autism – you are not my buddy today”, you’ll know that this morning did not go well. If you haven’t seen it, please have a read and RT to illustrate how important autism awareness is. I was really touched by every empathising comment and the RTs – thank you. 😘

I spent much of the day trying to keep occupied so that the morning’s events didn’t dwell too heavily, sometimes that was impossible!

A very tired, pale looking but happy-to-see-me D came out at the end of school. Her TA said she’d been quite agitated until Bunny was back from
the laundry room. Just as well she said that because there was nothing in the home-school diary – on the one day I really needed there to be!

D was fine until another girl in her class came out as well and called her name, D then bolted, fortunately stopping before she reached the main road. Big bear hugs administered and she told me that this other girl had pinched her today. She did say she had told her TA and that the girl had blamed other people. D then said “I think that means she was lying, Mumma”. I’m so proud of D for telling someone what happened, she’s normally afraid to.

She was very up and down at home – a mixture of tiredness and emotions I guess.

She got very angry with her Dad just before bathtime, tried to punch him and started to scratch herself, because he asked her to get in the bath.

Once in, we had a chat and she couldn’t remember being angry with her Dad nor anything about this morning, apart from Bunny being returned. I wasn’t going to remind her, it’s easier to let it lie. Tomorrow is another day.

Tonight’s picture is of Bunny, good old Bunny. She’s always there for D, waiting to be scooped up and taken wherever D goes:

Thanks for reading, comments/RTs as ever welcomed Jx 😘

Autism – you are not my buddy today

The worst school run ever today, if I didn’t blog it, I’d go mad…

RELUCTANCE with a capital, bold, underlined R this morning. Hubbie was leaving for work later so routine had already changed, thank goodness he took T to his school, otherwise I think I’d be hiding under a bush.

So….D and I set off – she in her SN buggy – she was laughing at the cats chasing each other and then it started: “I don’t want to go to school today, let’s go for a long walk instead. I want to go home”. This was said normally at first and then she started shouting “I DON’T WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL, TAKE ME HOME” repeatedly. We’re in a quiet (lol) area so we had some curtain twitching and people looking out of their front doors. Then she threw Bunny – dear Bunny, who is always there for her – into a puddle.

Which made it worse.

By this time we were walking past another school and she got out of her buggy and bolted. Once she’d stopped, she started hitting herself against the railings shouting “I want to die, I hate you, I don’t love you”. When I asked her why, I got a “I WON’T LOVE YOU IF YOU TAKE ME TO SCHOOL”.

Cue walking her along in a bear hug, ignoring the stares, the tuts, the comments. Lots of NT parents coming out, having dropped their children off

Somehow we reached the school gates and she would not go through the door. The Headteacher asked if we needed help, I could have kissed her!

D’s teacher came out, had the situation explained and said “come on, we’ve got a washing machine, let’s go and wash Bunny”. D got up, took her hand and went in without a backwards glance.

Hubbie has just brought me back a mocha from Costa, I’m not in a state to sit in there ATM – cheers!