Mother's Day like most holidays is almost dreaded at times. You wake up expecting the normal melts, frustration, and at least for my kids them going into there own world. Alot of holidays are often met with disappointment at the fact they don't really seem to know or care whats going on. But there are those occasional few.
For me it was Mother's day!!! Much to my surprise the boys did not melt. I was brought my breakfast in our bathroom, it was made for me by my awesome husband, I was suppose to eat in bed. But ended up eating it down stairs on the couch. I was skeptical at how it would turn out, fearful my drinks or food would be destroyed or spilled everywhere. But much to my surprise it wasn't. The boys made me little flower pens in school with bath salts in little hearts, I had Josh help the boys bring them to me one at a time. I was almost sure I would be met with them throwing them at me or worse melting because Dad interupted there play. There was a small bit of crying, but not alot.
Mathias was first, crying a bit when Dad took cereal from him that he had collected off the floor, but soon cheering up and sitting on the couch with me as I opened his gift. I got several good kisses from him without asking, cheering him on as I always do for an appropriate skill. I even got to hear him say " A Flower " as he approached the table where they were sitting. It may not seem like much to an average Mom, but those little things meant the world to me.
Adriel brought me his flower, still very much so in his own world but out of it just enough to still be himself. He did surprising enough cuddle with me, going over to touch the flower and hearts with bath salt in it a time or too. But the amazing thing is he sat down with me for a little while and cuddled. Not running off to get into the next bought of trouble, but sitting with me. Another big step for us. Another small action that meant the world.
Elijah did melt initially, he was frustrated because Dad interrupted him while he was making his breakfast. But he soon recovered after a few minutes of crying quietly on the rocking chair. He brought me his flower and cuddled with me. For Elijah he often does cuddle but is often a little to rough hurting me unintentionally when cuddling.This time he was very gentle, cuddling me like I was fragile. Another big step for one of my little men.
To an average Mom everything listed above wouldn't mean much, but to me it's a big step in the right direction. For a little while everything seemed normal and the battle I fight every day just faded away. Just for a very little while I felt like I had average kids that actually knew what this holiday was about and for all I know the twins do, they just can't communicate it. It was by far one of my 3 favorite Mother's Day ever.
If I had to rank it I would have to put the flowers my grandpa picked for me my very first Mother's day top.
This one second!!
And the Mother's Day I got my camera third.
All and all it's a great Mothers Day.
Happy Mothers Day to all my Autistic Mom's. May this Mother's day bring you happiness and a sense of normalcy.
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