51. #Autism and #SensoryProcessingDisorder with socks!

Having issues with socks: I recommend only giving a choice of two spare socks in bag or else it’s overwhelming/too many choices and heading towards meltdown territory.

Pick your battles

Mum: “Put your socks on!”

Son: “I can’t, they don’t feel right!”

Mum: “Ok, well you can get another pair of socks from your room.”

Kiddo: “No I can’t.”

Mum: “Why.”

Kiddo: “Because the others don’t feel right

Mum.” What to do in this situation?  I have to get this kid to school (or so methinks). When he finally decides to put a pair of socks on,

Kiddo says “Mum, which sock is for the left foot and which sock is for the right foot?”

Mum: Oh for Goodness sakes! Are you kidding with me? (for want of a better word!)  “Honey you have 20 pairs of socks and they are all exactly the same.”

Kiddo:”No, they aren’t Mum! I know my socks!” , can we make friends with the two black socks, and give them names.  (I remember my Nanna saying, “You would not read about it!” and I can’t help smiling because the socks just got animated in my brain, the socks have the power to  make my child’s life  suck! You wouldn’t read about it!)

😄 I love you son. (To me  they are 20 pairs of exactly the same socks but little do I know  that the fibres in these socks, do these socks have names?  How do you tell which sock is  the left and right sock  if both saocks are black, the answer is #Drum roll please! and this is a Zak self regulated solution!

One black sock is slightly longer than the other! Who would of thought because I thought the difference was ahow emaciated the socks were and that is how you could work out which pair of sock actually were the one’s that felt right !

They were also the only socks that could be worn for all eternity!

 

 

 

50. #Autism and Murphy’s Law: Today, it’s “one of those days” !

I did learn that popping disco music on and disco/rap dancing while getting dressed is fun and helps them get ready for school. Let’s dance as we forget about sensory.

So today it’s “one of those days!” Where according to best intentions it’s just not going to happen. The too hard basket is the bracket category for today! Is it because it is Monday?

I thought, you know what: My son’s socks are no big deal, we can deal with this!

It’s no biggy for us! Son: Mum I can’t get up without my Sustagem Dutch choc milk before I put my socks on! Mum and Dad: There is no choc. Oh no! The thought of going down shop 7.30 am not appealing to us. Thinking ahead is what I do to plan day or I do try! There is nothing for it – it’s plain as day, so with a spring in my stride I’m heading down shops to get kid to school and save a meltdown!
We will just get to school when we can, so then school drop off/Walked dog/ off to gym to swim/ have an assessment for gym which is cut short because relization that there is a time clash with another appointment. When we finish the swim and To top it off, it’s raining and my slightly dodgy electronic lock in car, which has seen better days, has just kacked itself! I can’t open car door!

The appointment.

It’s not happening.

You have to laugh!!!

Today!