Josiah’s new tent arrived yesterday. It sat in the box, unopened, until just a few minutes ago. I wasn’t sure I would open it. Once opened, it can’t be returned. After last night, the tent idea may not be such a good one. Here’s what happened.
I was exhausted from the adventures of the previous night with Josiah. I went to bed early. I wanted to unwind and read for a few minutes before going to sleep.
I guess the adventure with Josiah and the bathtub yesterday was just a precursor to the fun that was to come. How was I to know? How was he to know? How was anyone to know, really? I did say often times challenges come and most often they come on suddenly. I just figured we had already had enough fun for one day. I was wrong.
Last night was horrendous. For some unknown reason Josiah began to scream out at bed time. And I mean SCREAM. These weren’t, I want a drink, I’m trying to avoid going to bed screams. These were full throttle, I’m terrified of something screams.
Every so often life becomes challenging. Quite challenging actually. Often it happens in a moments notice. That’s when I count my blessings. That’s when I’m most grateful. Sounds strange doesn’t it? It’s probably a coping mechanism of some sort. But, for me, it works.
Tonight, Josiah needed a bath. I guess it had been too long in between bathroom breaks. His jeans had sprung a wet spot. Apparently, they began to absorb what his pull-up no longer could. As soon as I noticed, I whisked the boy into the bathroom. While he sat, I filled the large tub in our master bathroom with warm water. It takes quite a while for the tub to fill. So, Josiah sat for a while, waiting.
I’m in the process of creating a new room for Josiah. Right now his room is rather bare. He has a bed, a large bean bag chair and a dresser. The room has one accent wall, painted brown. The other 3 walls are beige. I really want to make Josiah’s room more exciting for him. Actually, I’d like to create more of a sensory room for him. The goal is to create a room that is inviting, yet calming.
Josiah is drawn to lights. He always has been. When he was an infant and needed to see an ophthalmologist on a regular basis, I asked about it. I wanted to know why my baby stared intently at lights. I wanted to know why he appeared to look right through me and not even notice I was there, but studied lights with rapt attention. The Dr. said some of his patients with Down Syndrome did that. He said he didn’t know why but some just spent a lot of time staring at lights.
Josiah broke another chair the other day. I can’t even begin to count the number of chairs he has destroyed. When we moved into this house almost 7 years ago, we bought a brand new Kitchen table with 8 chairs. For our large family, it was perfect.
The table was taller than typical Kitchen tables. It requires bar stool sized chairs. When we were looking for a house, one of the most important things we were searching for was an eating area large enough to accommodate everyone comfortably. We were thrilled when we found this house and I absolutely loved the table and chairs we had purchased.