Friday, October 10, 2014

UCLA EC PHP

I'm sitting in the observation room at UCLA Early Childhood Partial Hospitalization Program. Ian is sitting at the snack table asking very politely for his crackers. Counting while he's waiting. Asking over and over again, "I want cracker please" Trying his hardest to figure out what they want him to do to get it. 

He's been in the program full-time for his 4th day now. We are both just getting used to it. Trying to get the lay of the land so to speak. I've been watching the assessments, waiting anxiously for him to preform appropriately when sorting, stacking, picking the "same" picture. Just wondering what's going on in his amazing mind. Probably, why am I here and why is everyone so demanding and in my face at the strange place. From 8am until 2pm every day, he has to perform. Non-stop, intensly, with an energy in the room that's a bit surreal. The therapists are all very high intensity, which is why the children make so much progress I'm sure. I would love to be able to hear what's going on in his big beautiful brain.  I'm assuming he's wondering where his friends are from Step by Step. But that might just be me projecting.

A lot of the time on his iPad this week has been spent in the "circle time" section. Tapping the various duties and friends. I try to explain to him what's going on but I wish I could really get super connected to him to help him get it. Just so he knows mommy pushes him through all of these programs and therapies and to consume his supplements and chomp on his chompies and give him his shot to help him develop and be better able to enjoy all the world has to offer. 

I was speaking to another mom this morning with a much younger little girl. We were sharing these thoughts. If they could understand it would make things so much less stressful for all of us. But we have to go with what they get and hope that all of what we put them through will all sink in and flow out as they go about their lives as happy, successful and functional as possible. 

I'm so in love with my sweet boy, and his sister, and his daddy. And grateful for all of that love. And our families' support. We have so much more than so many. And it makes everything that much easier to deal with. But life's stresses get to us all sometimes. Love is what pulls us out of that state. 

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