Our first 'Rainbows' session
Posted by Annie on September 20, 2010 at 8:49 PM | comments (1) |
James wondered about looking to see what he could play with, always looking for something with wheels, moving on from one thing to another constantly busy, if anyone approached him, move away as fast as he could, not wanting that engagement.
Drink and biscuit time came... A point where the mummies walk away, standing looking out the window I saw other children , older children... All with different needs. It saddened me to see an older boy, in his teens probably the same age as Tom standing there looking into the trees, the same way James does. How can life be so cruel. Every morning I waved Tom off on his bike to go to school, dependant. Whilst this young lad stands at the trees my own child is at his school kicking the football about with his mates.
Back to drink time : I forgot to say James spits his everywhere! But they coped after a few tantrums.
When we arrived back they were out playing, James stood at the fence looking out at the trees whilst the others played along side some older ones. He was happy, content with tractor in hand. Not keen to go back inside when ready but with a bit of pulling and tugging followed.
Now it was rime to sit and read a story! James sit at a table??? Was this possible I wondered... But again with some persuasion and a book to hold for comfort quite a few times of getting off and walking away he managed to stay there.
This morning has made me realise the changes we have to make, have to make to make things better, easier... Maybe it's too easy to let James be in his own world, hold that car everywhere we go, 'do' what he wants when he wants. Oh boy ...... A hard long slog awaits.......... God almighty!
comments (1)Kevilou
11:16 PM on February 10, 2011
You'll get there
I remember Rhys' first nativity play at nursery - I spent the whole time trying to coax him out of the toilets after he'd locked himself in and refused to come out because he didn't want to be in the play. Even after being told he wouldn't have to take part it still took time to get him to come out.
Who knows what the future holds, but it really is worth it all in the end
I remember Rhys' first nativity play at nursery - I spent the whole time trying to coax him out of the toilets after he'd locked himself in and refused to come out because he didn't want to be in the play. Even after being told he wouldn't have to take part it still took time to get him to come out.
Who knows what the future holds, but it really is worth it all in the end
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