So I've started my new job and love it. I get to work with a child who has autism. Amazingly wonderful to view the world thru this childs eyes on a daily basis.. Amazingly people I work with tell me how good I am at this.. I always say it's because I'm a mom.. but I know it's more than that. Sam has made me a better person.
Thursday Sam had a hard day at school.. So hard that when I spoke to his teacher at the end of the day his teacher asked if he was autistic... Oh My Sweet Sam. Oh this question came as no surprise. every year their is some issue in the class. And we have had him tested more than once with different results every time... Sensory integration disorder...diagnosed in Kindergarten. ADHD diagnosed in 2nd grade which I believe is just a catch all phrase for we have no freaking idea what is going on. Finally 2 years ago tested for autism yup he has some of the traits but not enough to qualify for help.. So he's on his own.
He's an amazing kid misunderstood as we all are at times. And without the ability to censor himself when he's in the moment. The other day he told me he gets so tired at school. I asked him why? He responded that it's hard talking to people and smiling all day. I know we all feel that way but for Sam it's a little extra.
His teacher is requeting that he gets together with the school Psychologist.. Nothing new been there, done that. Luckily I like the lady.
I guess what I am saying is thatin some way life brings you thru different challenges for a reason. I know I am GOOD at my job. I'm good at it because my son has trained me for the last 10 years to be completely in tune at all times. He has trained me not to take things personal when he has a breakdown. He has trained me that we all don't feel or see the world in the same way. And that many of us are so in tune that it can literally hurt!
I guess you could say he is to smart for his own good. Having many of the traits he can manage except when hes tired or confused.. He can for the most part pull himself together. I worry he is so hard on himself. When he can't handle something,he breaks and than beats himself up for it.
I knew Thursday was a bad one for him even before speaking to his teacher. I work in the same school and while I was in a classroom I looked out the window and saw the music class outside giggling and laughing and having fun blowing on their mouthpeices for their new instruments.. I also saw Sam outside of the group hiding to the side plugging his ears as tightly as possible. What was fun for the other kids was just torcher to him. He was literally in pain!
