Happy Monday - Therapy Day
Happy Monday!
This week is Spring Break for my kiddos and my husband took the week off so I actually got to sleep in this morning! Evidently my son and I were the only two to sleep as my daughter had a rough night and daddy took care of it so I could sleep; he’s napping now.
Monday is therapy day around our house. We go hang out with the occupational therapist (to address the sensory processing issues, motor planning issues, gross and fine motor delays, etc) for two hours as my daughter has therapy first and then my son follows up. Since they have pretty opposite needs, and are a two years in age apart, there is no combined therapy for us. My daughter absolutely loves therapy, her eyes light up and she has so much fun. She loves experiencing all the sounds, things to touch, etc. My son, on the other hand, isn’t as enthusiastic.
The therapist is really challenging my son and he’s showing her his little stubborn streak. He has some pretty concrete tactile defensive issues and spent ten minutes completely refusing to touch the shaving cream on the mirror. When he accidentally got shaving cream on his hand he quickly wiped it off on his jeans. Today should be interesting as last week was a very difficult time for him as he refused to participate in a few different activities. Hopefully he’s more open to it this week.
After therapy we will be meeting with the psychologist that diagnosed my daughter; but this time the topic of conversation is my son. He’ll be assessed for Asperger’s syndrome as well as have an IQ test administered. Thankfully my husband will be able to take my daughter home so it will just be my son and I at the psychologist’s office. It will be interesting to see if he interacts with her. Our last appointment, with a nutritionist to address his weight loss, didn’t go so well. He sat in the chair, facing the back of his chair, with his face on the chair and refused to talk to her. He’d talk to me and I’d have to relay it. Some people may think that he was being rude but he’s just a shy kid and this was too much for him. The psychologist’s office is much more kid-friendly so he might immediately feel at ease. Guess we’ll find out this afternoon!



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