Good Morning to my beautiful community,
I am going to start with the crazy ass nightmare I had last night.
It was all to do with James' early intervention. He hadn't achieved a milestone by school age and someone was screaming at me that I hadn't done enough early intervention with him.
It was one of those gut churning, real life like, type nightmares.
I dare say I had the dream because we are in the midst of making changes in James' schedule to eliminate any anxiety and keep him happy.
I want to jam 552 things into our week but am starting to realize that what sets of ASD to its finest hour and causes regression in these beautiful souls is anxiety.
Since going on our holiday James has been talking more, happier, better connected with others and himself. For this reason I am withdrawing him from Pre School for the remainder of the year. There is 3 weeks left of the school term here in Australia until the big Christmas break. I have recently questioned the pre schools ability to engage, encourage and inspire James whilst keeping him safe.
The last week before we went away James presented home with a huge bite mark on his upper right arm. Now all kids bite at some stage. James has a full time support worker and there were 5 teachers present at school. The situation should not have happened firstly, and for them not to see any warning signs after the event is mind blowing.
All ASD and special needs mummas reading this will understand the heartache I felt. James is not a neurotypical child. He can not communicate things like a mainstream mind.
The Pre School teachers are my eyes and ears. I place my trust in them 100% to keep my child safe.
They failed James, they failed me.
Nightmares aside I have been sleep walking lately.
I don't think I have ever been a sleep walker.
My brother was a sleep walker, his bedroom was next to mine growing up in the family home. I was so scared he would come into my room at night that I would sleep with my door closed and things jammed under the door so he couldn't get in.
I do suffer sleep paralysis, which is the reverse of sleep walking. Its when your mind wakes before your body wakes and you are paralysis. You also hallucinate in this state. Its scary, but I am used to it now.
On the cruise I found myself atleast 5 nights out of ten standing by the door with my finger in the eye hole upon waking. What a weirdo.
Last night I woke again standing in front of my bedroom door.
Am I losing the plot? Possibly!
Maybe I need to start looking at my own vitamin loading. Zinc, iron vitamin B's, stress.... all possible causes of this strange night wakings.
Today is a home day folks.
Thank goodness for that.
For those of you that have just checked in with me and my family, a 'home day' is when I lock the doors and no one goes out and no one comes in. Other than hubby working (its his biggest day) and outside play time.
Today will be a day that I don't hurry out of my Pj's, I sip coffee, get ontop of the 600 loads of washing, do a little cleaning and tidy a few cupboards and draws.
Does anyone else just throw things in their cupboards?
Never put anything away properly?
That's me. Not because I don't want to but half the time, I don't have time.
I have a little OCD, so I loved everything in its place. I am going to attempt to achieve this.... one cupboard at a time.
Once again thank you all for all your support and love.
Starting this journey very much alone in January of 2016. Ending 2016 with a network of friends.
To all my friends in Canada and the United States, Happy Thanksgiving.
I am thankful for all of you.