So I spent much of the summer holidays looking forward to the routine and stability of the new School term. Routine and stability are VITAL for G. Only what I’d forgotten to factor into the equation is her dislike of school. The epic morning meltdowns. The after school meltdowns. The going to bed each night promising myself I’d handle tomorrow’s meltdown better, make her happier, ensure she didn’t go to school thoroughly exhausted from her emotional outbursts. I then spend every journey home from said School run trying to analyse just exactly where it had all gone wrong. Again. I also try to remind myself that she can’t help it, it’s her ‘internal wiring’.
I know it’s all change, and G can’t cope with change. The transition to year 1 is a biggie. But equally I know that this won’t be the temporary new class blues that many children experience. This is us. Every. Day. Now don’t get me wrong-she isn’t badly behaved at school, or in floods of tears all day, or sat in the corner alone and unhappy. For her is more the angst of going, and her fear of missing out with mummy and H at home. And the upshot to G’s emotional side-she’s incredibly loving and caring. I ADORE that about her. It’s just working out how to cope with the meltdowns.
So with that in mind, we’re seeking support from her new teachers along with a specialist service offered by the local council (a branch of what used to be autism outreach support) to try and bring about some positive changes in our mornings. Watch this space!
The start of this academic year was a somewhat bizzare one for me, I wasn’t preparing for a return to school myself. Two maternity leaves aside, this is the first year in ten years that I haven’t been back at school myself. Emotionally I’m far better off for it, stress wise too (my head is full to bursting most days-minutes-seconds anyway!), but I do miss it just a tad. My bank balancing is probably missing it more though.
What does the next month hold for us?
October = annual Turner Syndrome conference!! I cannot tell you how excited I am! Every year I say it-the place where acceptance, love and understanding comes in bucket loads. Where information, knowledge, and medical support is simply second to none. Every knows, everyone has ‘been there’, everyone is simply amazing.
October also sees G return to the ophthalmologist to assess the impact of her new glasses. It also sees our bi-annual visit to the paediatrician/endocrinologist.
Tomorrow = G’s repeat bloods. Ahhhhhhh! I feel for her, she’s terrified. Love, treats, hugs and more love on the cards for G tomorrow.
And of course, a much needed half term for G. Yes it will bring a whole new set of challenges but equally it will be fantastic to see the element of school anxiety melt away for a few days for my girl. Where she can be where she loves to be-at home and happy.
Boys, boys, boys
Thank you for all of your love and prayers over the past four weeks. H is Fully recovered. The operation didn’t quite go to plan but he’s none the wiser (for a fair few years at least). Daddy is also healing nicely-his disc removal was a success. He’s due at the physiotherapist this week, and the specialist in two weeks, and hopes to return to work full time in the next few weeks also. Daddy’s beyond bored, hating my driving, and missing lifting up his babes, but overall his recovery has been incredible.
That’s us, I think! Bedtime yet?
