We made it through the day without any casualties. Therapy went well and everyone got some one on one time with their therapist. I kept the others occupied with a game of horse.
It was a lot of fun and I’m glad we had those moments. ☺
There are a few concerns that I wanted to talk about but I’ll do that in a follow up post later.
The kids in general are resistant to talking about the separation. There’s a large part of them that believes that she’s coming back because that’s what she did last time. Unfortunately, it’s not going to happen. They’re holding on to hope where there isn’t any. That’s probably pretty normal for any kid.
Kids with Autism, however, tend to generalize and that’s playing a role here as well.
This is going to be a process and I hope that it’s as painless for them as possible. I hate quashing their hope but there is no chance they’re going to get what they’re looking for. As time passes, I’m hoping that they begin to move forward. I don’t want them getting stuck because they’re holding out hope. That’s what therapy is for though.
Anyway, after tonight’s session, I took the kids walking. They drove me crazy and stressed me out the entire time but they did a mile and a half in less than thirty minutes. I’m quite proud of them and I’m grateful they went along with it as well as they did because it’s becoming impossible for me to get to the park and go walking like I had been.