I spent the morning rushing around to get my motorcycle worked on. I rushed (like 72mph) home to pick up my son from his Nonnie's and take him to our friends' house to play... as promised. While he didn't like having to wait on me he did say that he understood. (if only we could bridge that gap) We get there and there is another little boy there. He knows this child. The excitement was more than he could deal with I think. The second I had to say, "stop that" or "quit" the attitude started. It quickly escalated into a meltdown. Tears, anger, ugliness, disrespect you name it. I left him alone in an adjacent room to unwind. It took a bit but it happened. A quick hug and the 'reset' button was in full function. A little later the one friend decided to go across the street to play with the other little boy. I do not know the parents and therefore didn't let my son go. The older boy stayed home but my son isn't as close to him. He was heartbroken. Then I found out later that when that other boy is over that my son kinda gets left out of things. (BREAKS MY HEART). I don't think it's done with mean intention but it is done intentionally. I'll talk to the mom about it. We're best friends. But it's just been a day. I don't smoke and I totally killed a cigarette. :( I hate these days. I hate it for him and to have his lil feelings hurt on top of it makes me ill. If you've read this much thanks. I'm just needing to vent and feel some love. The only people who really understand are ya'll. My friend s great. Accepts ds the way he is and loves him so much. But unless you deal with an autistic child you really don't 'get' it, kwim? But I'm blessed, SO VERY BLESSED to have her and her boys in our life!
on Apr. 17, 2013 at 6:23 PM