Today – like many days – leaves me somewhat tired at its ending. As I enter the house, I am greeted by the over-the-top enthusiasm of our 3-year-old labradoodle, and the shout-out hello of my wonderful boy. I unload my bags, lap-top, and other stuff, prepared to set myself into a whirlwind of action and efficiency. The tasks are usually predictable: make dinner, house tidy, check the mail, and maybe work on some Social Studies (or?) with my boy, walk the dog, dishes, bathtime, and then…
“Where are you, buddy?”
“In my room!” he answers back.
I can tell my entrance has interrupted his task. There is a bit of that friendly-but-let-me-be tone in his voice, and I take the hint.
I had an image, a plan, of what we would do together when I got home from work… but it doesn’t seem like my little guy shares this right now. I hear the stirring of his Lego as he looks for the next piece he needs in his giant bin.
Lego is a calming activity… and for me, that stirring sound of the bricks in the bin has become a calming sort of music…
So often I see my son working doubly hard to navigate his way through the complexities of the social world.
So often, I am struck by the effort he puts into the things that just come naturally or intuitively for those who are not Autistic. So often – he has to try to step up – and fit in – and stay in step.
Today I will scrap my agenda, and let him set the pace.
I will listen to the music of his Lego and take the time to breath…
30 Days of Autism is a project designed to fight stigma, promote civil rights, and increase understanding and acceptance for those who process and experience the world differently.
© Leah Kelley, Thirty Days of Autism, (2011)