I did my best. It was *almost* enough.
Jack hates going to school, getting ready for school, mentions of school… Some days he actually wakes up and cries. I know he is absolutely fine when he’s there, but those 75 minutes between him waking and me handing him over can ruin me for the rest of the day. I can tell in the first two minutes how things are going to go for the rest of them. Thankfully, this isn’t my first rodeo, and I’ve learned a few tricks.
Preparations began yesterday. As any autism parent knows, if you fail to prepare, be prepared to fail.
Uniform and P.E. kit were ironed and laid out so he would see them laid out ready for him and could get used to the idea that he actually had to wear them again. I also reminded him that it would be a short day, as he finishes at 2:30pm on a Tuesday to attend his group with the Toby Henderson Trust. Until this morning, he seemed fine. He wasn’t.
He woke up, sad and constipated – always a delight(!), and so I got him up and made him go to the toilet, which he was furious about. Once that little ordeal was out the way, I popped him into his dressing gown and made him his toast with a Cheestring and a Pepperami on the side (standard for most meals). Then we tackled the uniform. Aside from the fact I had to dress him, it went off without a hitch – he was resistant but compliant. I realised however, that his tie was AWOL. Frankly I’m surprised its taken us 7 months to lose it! Seriously regretting not buying a spare though.
Not wearing his tie was a ‘change in the routine’ and as I dropped him into school, I was apprehensive. However, I need not have worried, because he was pretty much fine today. He had his drum lesson and appears to have tried really hard!
And so we continued with his normal routine of TTHT, McDonald’s, Airbox, home. He decided to shake things up though, and he didn’t have his normal Happy Meal, opting instead for a McFlurry.
Overall his first day back has been impeccable, but I have concerns for the rest of the week. Wednesday and Thursday should be OK, but Friday he is expected to walk with his peers from his school to the senior school site (around a mile away) for the ten year anniversary celebration with the Earl of Wessex. Jack has already said he doesn’t want to go, and lord knows when Jack doesn’t want to do something, he isn’t going to do it.
I’m hopeful he will be able to hop on the coach with some of the younger children.
So, optimistic but tentative YEY for our first day back!