I've learned that he needs transition time for any change about to come up -- like a 5-minute warning that it will be time to put shoes on and go to the bathroom before we head out the door for school; like the 10-minute warning that TV time is about to be over; like the 10-minute warning time that it will be time to leave his playdate; etc. I've learned the hard way, that without that transition warning, he may end up having a tantrum or crying.
I've learned that I should not get angry with him when he wakes up 3-4 times during the night. He goes back to sleep in his own bed much easier if I remain calm and quiet and gently lead him back to bed. I've learned that the night he wakes up the most is Saturday night -- before school starts after the weekend. (Weekends in Abu Dhabi are Fridays and Saturdays.) I remember I was the same way back when I was in school. Anxiety creeps in.
I've learned that "heavy work" is good for him, especially in the evenings. Like -- I've learned that he loves to vacuum! The pushing and pulling of the vacuum really helps him -- he actually asks to do it!
I've learned not to get upset about the sofa cushions getting messed up. He's getting sensory input by jumping on them and squeezing himself between them.
I've learned it's nice to have a hammock in the house! He loves being swung back and forth in it.
I've learned he sleeps better with his mattress on the floor instead of up high in the bunk bed he begged for a year ago.
I've learned to be patient during homework time. He stresses so much about his handwriting. I just wish I could make it easier for him.
I've learned the Nintendo DS is my friend on long car rides.
I've learned that AJ is a very affectionate, loving, gentle and adorable little boy with a heart full of goodness and do-better wishes.
I've learned that guilt is crippling. I don't have the time for it, or the room in my heart for it. So I try to let it go when it creeps in and focus on doing better next time.
I've learned a new purpose for all the alarms on my mobile phone -- 4:00 PM, 5:00 PM, 6:00 PM... as a reminder to bre-e-e-e-e-eathe.
I've learned that a mom has to do what a mom has to do sometimes -- like hide veggies in spaghetti sauce and cookies, in milkshakes and even in Nutella.
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