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Monday, September 26, 2011
Sensitive post. Be careful when you read this.
I don't often like to think, talk or post about things like this. Unfortunately it's a reality when you have a child. Much more so when you have a child with a disability. This is disgusting and I for one want people to make calls to New Hampshire, officals etc. urging them to throw the book at this poor excuse for a human being. I have no mercy for anything like this. Thank God HE does. His grace is sufficeint, thank you.
How do you manage the stress?
Here a I am. I had a great weekend with a fabulous kid and a wonderful husband. BUT....(as their always is with our kids), C kept ticking all weekend long.
I think it started again on Saturday at his soccer game. People were yelling for him (go Cary! Way to pass, etc) but I think all Cary heard was yelling. He couldn't differenciate good and bad. All he heard was yelling. Poor kiddo.
Also, it was so sad (atleast for me) to watch as Cary diassociated about half- way through the game (they have enough kids to trade them out so they won't get tired). A ball would pass right in front of him and he would be looking elsewhere. So hard to watch. He didn't care. I just hurt for him. Worried about what other people are thinking. I get so tense. I want him to fit-in so he won't be bullied or ridiculed but not so much that he "follows the pack."
I want that individuality that I know he has. To celebrate the beauty, uniqueness and joy that is Cary. Maybe it is just me, my perceptions. I grieve though. I want to shield him from everything that might remotely hurt or stress him out. In turn, it may be that very struggle going on inside of me that causes the stress ticks in him.
Like Jenny McCarthy said; Evan will probably come to the mall to ride the escalator after prom. Sounds like a fun date. Appreciating our kids for what and who they are, not what we think (or society) thinks they should be.
What do you think?
I think it started again on Saturday at his soccer game. People were yelling for him (go Cary! Way to pass, etc) but I think all Cary heard was yelling. He couldn't differenciate good and bad. All he heard was yelling. Poor kiddo.
Also, it was so sad (atleast for me) to watch as Cary diassociated about half- way through the game (they have enough kids to trade them out so they won't get tired). A ball would pass right in front of him and he would be looking elsewhere. So hard to watch. He didn't care. I just hurt for him. Worried about what other people are thinking. I get so tense. I want him to fit-in so he won't be bullied or ridiculed but not so much that he "follows the pack."
I want that individuality that I know he has. To celebrate the beauty, uniqueness and joy that is Cary. Maybe it is just me, my perceptions. I grieve though. I want to shield him from everything that might remotely hurt or stress him out. In turn, it may be that very struggle going on inside of me that causes the stress ticks in him.
Like Jenny McCarthy said; Evan will probably come to the mall to ride the escalator after prom. Sounds like a fun date. Appreciating our kids for what and who they are, not what we think (or society) thinks they should be.
What do you think?
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