Day 69 - Memories

So I was going through the pictures on my old camera, because my mom is going to try it out and see if she likes it.  I found a video of the boy from when he was 2 years old!  I almost started crying!  He is so cute...and so little!!!  He was not really talking at all, but was learning some songs at day school.  Too cute! (please refrain from commenting about the singing!!! not sure who that person is)

Today was considerably better than yesterday.  If I can live through tomorrow we have it made!  I am looking forward to spring break.  I really hope the weather will cooperate so we can get out and do some fun stuff.

Tonight I learned that you can over prepare a child for an event.  Not sure that I have ever mentioned here that the boy was diagnosed 2 years ago as high functioning austism.  While it hasn't been as rough as it could be, there are many things you learn to deal with, and we have had our challenges.  One is his hatred of all loud noises.  It tends to flip him out.  From my limited amount of knowledge, for most kids who are autistic, noises can be louder to them than to us non=autistic folks. 

Also, you have to do A LOT of preparing for big changes to routines.  He does NOT like to change.  We use visual scheduling to help us with changes, and it is a must in school.  While it took him about a month to adjust to the new school, he is doing great now.  But it was tough because they moved around a lot.  In the classroom, then go to recess, back to class, then PE, back to class then lunch, back to class, then recess.  It was really rocking his world.  When they FINALLY got the schedule in place (don't get me started on public school...this coming from a public school employee) he was doing fine with the changes.  Well, I tell you all this to say tomorrow is a big day change.  Riding the school bus to the MS to see the talent show.  We were talking about it.  I am a bit worried because I am picturing a lot of kids, and a lot of noise.  I told him how it was going to work, and we talked about if it is too loud he can cover his ears.  The poor baby started stressing about the noise.  He started tearing up saying...big boy school is not too loud.  I can cover my ears.  He kept repeating it (another thing autistic kids can do to process).  I felt terrible.  I almost cried myself.  I hope I didn't stress him.  But I really hope tomorrow is ok...I am stressed just thinking about it!