Parenting a child with Autism is tough work. Most especially is the morning dread of, "Wow what will she come down in today?" Sometimes I just let it fly. Our morning, afternoon, evening, any change of clothes really involves at least a quick once over to make sure nothing is stained, obviously dirty, worn yesterday,too revealing, and sometimes yes I even have to monitor for the grossly mismatched. I allow for her "creative flair" to shine through most days, if all of the criteria are met. This morning on the other hand included two vetos for her choices. Sometimes special needs children need to be protected from themselves. Bullying over clothes are a big issue. I really really wish that this were a uniform school.
I wonder how her parents ability to accept that will be? They are a "perfect"ly fake family. The girls had to be deprogrammed quite a bit in therapy on this concept of everything has to be perfect. The little one is still very much struggling with this concept, I think the inner princess in her and a little bit of the genetic make-up passed down from Grandma and Mom are strong in this one.
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