This weekend was P’s 6th birthday. We had been around the houses several times about a party, and decided in the end that we wouldn’t do one this year. In light of her recent ASD diagnosis, hubby and I are trying to do everything in our power to keep life as predictable and low key as we can. We’ve learnt the hard way that to truly avert a meltdown we have to remove all roads that lead to it. Seeing as playing at a neighbour’s house after school for an hour is enough to throw her world into complete chaos at the moment, we felt that a birthday party might have been too overwhelming for her. That’s not to say we won’t have one next year, in fact I’m hoping we will.
Who needs the gym when you can just run up and down the stairs a hundred times every night?
It’s just as well we took this stance, because the kids were ill all last week! It started on Tuesday when F came out in chicken poxy looking spots. Then P started burning up that night and had a sky high temperature on Wednesday morning. This has been a regular occurrence with her since she was two, and we usually let her body naturally fight off the virus with the fever. Normally she bounces back within 24-48, hours, but this bug lingered, and she still isn’t 100%. C had an intense bout of sickness that didn’t last as long but was like something out of a horror film.
Although P was still spoilt rotten with loads of lovely cards and pressies, it was a far cry from the fabulous birthday most six year olds dream of having. Deciding it was too far to travel, we cancelled our Olympic Park plans, and went to Battersea Park instead, which is usually a huge win for our lot. No-one was in the mood though, and there were lots of tears over tired legs and drags on scooters and carries. I made her favourite chocolate birthday cake too, but the only person who has been eating it is hubby. I’m trying not to feel too bad about it, after all these are things we can’t predict. I still do though, because I know how gutted she was.
Some much needed Mummy and P time
We were kindly invited by Mattel to the premier of the new Thomas the Tank Engine film in Leicester Square on Sunday. Originally we were all going to go and make a day of it with lunch afterwards, but in the end I took P on my own. It had been a while since we had a bit of time just the two of us, and it worked out well. In fact it ended up being the highlight of the weekend.
I’ll be writing another post all about the great film – Sodor’s Legend of the Lost Treasure – so stay tuned for that.
Happy Monday folks, hope your week has started well 🙂