
Wow. That explains my situation exactly. It’s good to know what I am feeling is not uncommon. I’m not alone. That helps, a little.
Wow. That explains my situation exactly. It’s good to know what I am feeling is not uncommon. I’m not alone. That helps, a little.
Two weeks had passed between the end of the school year and the beginning of summer school. That’s enough time for Josiah to ‘forget’ about whatever it was that was bothering him, right? I mean, for him, shouldn’t it be like starting over? Shouldn’t riding the bus be a whole new, exciting experience? An enjoyable adventure?
We are nearing that time of year I love and dread. School will be out in just a few short days. It’s awesome to know my children will all be home. We can sleep in. We can stay up late. We can enjoy some quality family time. Those are all the parts I love.
The not so fun part is keeping Josiah engaged in appropriate activities every day. His routine changes drastically over the summer. With no school, there is alot more unstructured time. Time I need to fill. Time I need to structure. Time I need to be with him one on one, constantly. Not an easy task.
Yesterday was rough for Josiah. He screamed off and on for almost 2 hours. This time it had nothing to do with the bus. Yesterday was Sunday. He was home with us, just hanging out. For most of the day he was perfectly fine. He was smiling. He was content. He was well behaved. Then, out of no where, he started to scream. Each time he screamed, he reached up with both of his hands, grabbed fist fulls of his own hair and pulled. He yanked hard.
He did this repeatedly. Sometimes, after he was finished screaming and pulling, he’d smile or even giggle and go back to just relaxing. During these screaming episodes, he climbed up on my lap. I held him close. I know he needed me to comfort him. I had no idea what was bothering him.
So on Thursday, she hid in the front room and peeked out the mini blinds to watch. Maybe together, she and I would pick up on what is triggering Josiah’s behavior. It was a huge relief to me that she was here. I was excited to know her expert eyes and ears would pick up on whatever it was I was missing. She would put the missing piece of the puzzle together for me and we would get past this hiccup.