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Hi everyone. I hope you all are hanging in there well this weekend with your families. Do most of you feel well supported emotionally outside of this forum in your lives?
We seldom rely on our families to help with childcare or anything like that, but things do come up from time to time, when we really need the help. This past week, I needed to go out of town overnight to take a professional licensing exam and really wanted my hubby along, since it was scheduled in a large city of which I'm not familiar. So we asked my parents (difficult child's grandparents) to watch our 9-year-old difficult child with autism spectrum disorder. Keep in mind, again, that they only babysit once or twice a year for any time at all.
I have tried to talk to them about difficult child's difficulties with auditory processing and flexibility. He doesn't respond well to directions a lot of times, either because it just takes him longer to process or because he isn't able to modify what he's doing very easily. This is really hard, I know, as we struggle with this on a daily basis. However, in new or more stimulating situations, the problem tends to be much worse.
So, they agreed to watch our son for one overnight. Afterward they dropped him off when we returned, and my mom tried to ask me about the exam (I've been relentlessly studying over the past two months). But, my dad had his own agenda to talk about, so I didn't get to say much. They said difficult child did alright, and I thought everything went reasonably well, at least.
They left very quickly, and I spoke with my mom today on the phone and learned that difficult child had a lot of trouble following directions (no big surprise). My dad has an anger management problem, and it sounds like he was getting excessively angry about it. My mom didn't give me the details, but she tried to get my dad to calm down. Another family member who was there visiting was upset (presumably at my dad for his behavior) and left abruptly.
I grew up with my dad's unhealthy anger, and I know how destructive it is for relationships. I wish so much that he could just be patient for 24 hours. I know difficult child's behaviors are difficult at times, but couldn't he just help us without the rage once in a blue moon?
So, this is great to find out today. We go somewhere overnight once in a whole year (not for fun either!), and I get to feel bad that difficult child didn't behave perfectly enough - again!
My sister's son (easy child), spends much more time over at my parents', and I know my dad wouldn't dare lose his temper like that with him. Why is it okay to go off the deep end with my kids who have disabilities? Maybe I'm sensitive because we adopted our children, and my sister's son is biological.
My mom is understanding and educated to some degree about autism, but I'm sure my dad just doesn't get it - probably doesn't want to get it either. difficult child will never be a perfect little angel in the way that some kids are. I have tried to explain autism spectrum disorder to my dad. He's not a good listener, so I'm not sure he really understands at all. Maybe it's expecting too much that they help at all - ever.
I keep forgetting why we never ask anybody for help. When will I learn?
On top of this, I just found out I probably have skin cancer (waiting for biopsy results) and will need surgery for that. Again, if I need my husband to come along for the surgery, we will likely need help with childcare again. Maybe we can schedule it so that difficult child can go to daycare for a little while that day.
Both of my parents are retired and in good health. They spend time and money traveling and doing the things they like to do. Then, they bring the photos of their great adventures for us to see and talk for hours about everything they did. All the while, I'm dying inside, and they (my dad, especially) don't know or care. My idea of a fantastic time is to have some lemonade on the porch peacefully, without disturbance from our kids' behavior problems.
All I can say is that the exhaustion is a killer. I don't ever feel able to relax. Other people ask what my plans are for the weekend, the holiday, etc. Good grief! Survival . . . that's my plan.
Weary
We seldom rely on our families to help with childcare or anything like that, but things do come up from time to time, when we really need the help. This past week, I needed to go out of town overnight to take a professional licensing exam and really wanted my hubby along, since it was scheduled in a large city of which I'm not familiar. So we asked my parents (difficult child's grandparents) to watch our 9-year-old difficult child with autism spectrum disorder. Keep in mind, again, that they only babysit once or twice a year for any time at all.
I have tried to talk to them about difficult child's difficulties with auditory processing and flexibility. He doesn't respond well to directions a lot of times, either because it just takes him longer to process or because he isn't able to modify what he's doing very easily. This is really hard, I know, as we struggle with this on a daily basis. However, in new or more stimulating situations, the problem tends to be much worse.
So, they agreed to watch our son for one overnight. Afterward they dropped him off when we returned, and my mom tried to ask me about the exam (I've been relentlessly studying over the past two months). But, my dad had his own agenda to talk about, so I didn't get to say much. They said difficult child did alright, and I thought everything went reasonably well, at least.
They left very quickly, and I spoke with my mom today on the phone and learned that difficult child had a lot of trouble following directions (no big surprise). My dad has an anger management problem, and it sounds like he was getting excessively angry about it. My mom didn't give me the details, but she tried to get my dad to calm down. Another family member who was there visiting was upset (presumably at my dad for his behavior) and left abruptly.
I grew up with my dad's unhealthy anger, and I know how destructive it is for relationships. I wish so much that he could just be patient for 24 hours. I know difficult child's behaviors are difficult at times, but couldn't he just help us without the rage once in a blue moon?
So, this is great to find out today. We go somewhere overnight once in a whole year (not for fun either!), and I get to feel bad that difficult child didn't behave perfectly enough - again!
My sister's son (easy child), spends much more time over at my parents', and I know my dad wouldn't dare lose his temper like that with him. Why is it okay to go off the deep end with my kids who have disabilities? Maybe I'm sensitive because we adopted our children, and my sister's son is biological.
My mom is understanding and educated to some degree about autism, but I'm sure my dad just doesn't get it - probably doesn't want to get it either. difficult child will never be a perfect little angel in the way that some kids are. I have tried to explain autism spectrum disorder to my dad. He's not a good listener, so I'm not sure he really understands at all. Maybe it's expecting too much that they help at all - ever.
I keep forgetting why we never ask anybody for help. When will I learn?
On top of this, I just found out I probably have skin cancer (waiting for biopsy results) and will need surgery for that. Again, if I need my husband to come along for the surgery, we will likely need help with childcare again. Maybe we can schedule it so that difficult child can go to daycare for a little while that day.
Both of my parents are retired and in good health. They spend time and money traveling and doing the things they like to do. Then, they bring the photos of their great adventures for us to see and talk for hours about everything they did. All the while, I'm dying inside, and they (my dad, especially) don't know or care. My idea of a fantastic time is to have some lemonade on the porch peacefully, without disturbance from our kids' behavior problems.
All I can say is that the exhaustion is a killer. I don't ever feel able to relax. Other people ask what my plans are for the weekend, the holiday, etc. Good grief! Survival . . . that's my plan.
Weary