The first week of school

Janey has finished her first week of school, and so far, pretty much so good.  The start of school is almost always a good time for her.  She has a honeymoon period every year, where I am sure her teachers think "This is the girl I've heard so much about?  She's a piece of cake!"  Things often start collapsing around mid-October.  I feel like I'm being negative to say these things, but the pattern is pretty unmistakable.  But we do enjoy these early weeks!

The bus comes around early, around 6:30.  Janey's sleep hasn't been perfect.  Last night and 2 nights ago, she woke at 3, never to go back to sleep.  It is amazing how she never seems bothered by that lack of sleep, whereas Tony and I are very much bothered by it.  She seems to wake in the same mood she went to sleep in, and she's been cheerful lately, so she wakes up cheerful and ready to start the day, oblivious to the fact it's dark out and her parents seem oddly unresponsive.

Janey's school runs a little longer this year than last, as they have added 40 minutes to the school day.  She get home on the bus around 3.  So far, she's hopped off the bus in a good mood, which is always nice.  Her first act after getting home is to fling herself on her bed, and the next is to take off her shoes and socks.  Then, she eats.  She eats and eats and eats.  She gets school breakfast and lunch, but she doesn't much like them.  We've tried sending in food, but she never eats that either, and in Boston, school food is free, so we figure she might as not eat free food as paid for food.  But she gets home hungry.  It's amazing how much that girl can put away and still stay slim.  She's gained back the weight she lost being in the hospital, but she's still quite slender, despite eating like a sailor.

The one problem so far this year was a report on Friday that she had hit the bus monitor the day before.  We think the issue was that they put her in a seat next to another kid, not by the window.  Janey loves almost any length of car or bus time, as long as it keeps moving and she can look out the window.  It's a testament to what you can get accustomed to that we didn't get really that upset about the hitting report.  I don't want her hitting anyone, but we have learned as the years go by there isn't a lot we can do to stop it.  We of course tell her over and over that she can't hit people, and she can recite that back with a voice that sounds sincere, but when the urge hits her, she hits.  The best we could do was to tell the bus people that a window seat would be best, and they listened and are now putting her by the window.  I think everyone learns after a while with Janey that it's often a lot easier to modify her surroundings than her behavior.  I feel like this summer, we finally really learned that lesson ourselves.

Janey doesn't tend to learn anything academic at school.  I have pretty much accepted that.  It's not for lack of trying, and of course, who knows what she is picking up and not showing that she is?  If she is happy at school, the truth is I honestly don't care if she learns academics.  What I do care is if she is frustrated trying to learn things she just can't learn.  I have more doubts about ABA all the time, in Janey's particular case.   I don't think it's worked for her, in just looking at what programs she was being taught at the age of 4 and now at 11.  They aren't much different.  She is not motivated by ABA, or by any rewards she is given by it.  If she wants to know how to do something, she learns it near instantly.  I showed her only once or twice how to push the "3" on the TV remote to get it on the right channel for videos.  She shows no sign of knowing which numeral is which under normal circumstances, but boy, does she know that 3.  She knows which song is on which CD in the car, and what order they are in, and the lyrics and tune for every song, I truly think, that she has ever heard.  Those are the things she cares about.  I wish I could make her care about learning to read, or, as I sometimes suspect, make her show that she already CAN read, but, and I am seeing a theme here, you can't make Janey do a lot she doesn't want to do.

So, another school year has started.  It's strange, with Janey the only child home, but otherwise, it feels pretty familiar.  My main hope for the year is no hospitalizations of any kind---that Janey can attend school all year without interruption.  I think that's a reasonable goal.  As the years go by, we become more rooted in reality.  Acceptance isn't just a catch word, it's the only real way to stay sane, I think.  We accept that Janey is who she is.  We try to respect who she is, and work with who she is.  Like with any child, we rejoice in parts of her personality and despair of others.  Trying to change a child, a person, any child, any person, is an exercise in futility.  That's the biggest piece of knowledge being a parent of three very different, very intense, and very cool kids has taught me.  Work with what you have, and love them as they are.

Summertime, and the living is...not so hard

Yes, I wouldn't call the living easy, but it's closer to easy than it usually is with Janey.  Here's an account of a typical day this summer with Janey....

8 am ...  Wake up.  Janey has shown that left to make her our schedule, as I pretty much do with my kids in the summer, she is a night owl.  She's been staying up late and wanting to wake up late.  Actually, thinking about it, 8 am is not that late, but in our family of mainly larks, it is.  

8-9 am  Get ready for summer school.  I tell Janey it's a school day as soon as she wakes up, along with any other vital information about the day.  The problem with that is that she's always ready to move on to the next part of the day, so if it's a school day, she wants to be out waiting for the bus.  I delay her as long as possible, but we always wind up waiting for the bus long before it actually comes at 9.  Some days, there's screaming and arm biting as she gets tired of waiting but it's too late to go back in, but most days, it's been okay.  I sing some special bus waiting songs, mostly songs from Oklahoma, which for some reason I've sung each summer as we waited for the summer school bus.  I comment on each car or truck or bus that goes by, using my excited voice, which tends to keep Janey happy.  And then the bus arrives, and she hops on quite readily, to head off to the black hole of summer school.

9-3  I call it the black hole of summer school as I have little idea what she does there.  Her teacher does write now and then, and I know there's ABA and going in the sprinklers and breakfast and lunch, but of course Janey tells me nothing about her day, not a word.  That is a tough part of having a minimally verbal child.  Her life when not with me is a blank to me.  However, she seems happy!  I do dishes and laundry, and garden and play Scrabble on Facebook and try to make myself clean, and usually sneak in a nap.

3-4  The Waiting For Daddy Hour   Tony goes into work very early in the summer, so he can get home around 4.  Janey knows EXACTLY when he should be home.  I don't know if she can tell time somehow, or is just a very good judge of how long time chunks are.  But every day, about 3:45, she asks to "go see Daddy", which means walk down the street to meet Daddy coming home from the train.  If Daddy is late, or takes the train that comes in a different place, it's not very pretty.

4-6   This is Janey's favorite time of the day.  It's when Daddy does one of three things with her, sometimes all three.  He takes her for a ride in the car, a ride to nowhere, just cruising around and listening to mix CDs he has made for her.  She's become a huge fan of The Animals and The Monkees, and it's mostly those they listen to, with a few other songs thrown in---some Black Sabbath, some Beach Boys.  If they aren't riding in the car, they are cooking together.  Janey's favorite is "soup", which means kale or collard greens fried in oil and topped with hot sauce.  The third activity is a fire in a little fire pit Tony got.  We of course watch her extremely closely during this activity, but she adores looking at the fire.

6-9 (or whenever) This is video or TV time, combined with YouTube and iPad time, with occasional snack time or brother time thrown in.  Janey is in love especially with one movie this summer "The Little Mermaid 2:  Return to the Sea"  I am not sure what the appeal of it is, but we know it by heart.  There's also a lot of Word World and some Little Bear thrown in.

9 TV unplugged time, bed time.  We have to unplug the TV, as when Janey gets tired, she gets dissatisfied with shows after about a minute.  Most of the shows she likes are on Amazon Prime, which we have to use a password for, as otherwise, Janey can and has bought shows that aren't included in our membership.  So we are called upon to enter the password every time she gets tired fo a show, even if she just wants to watch a different episode of the same show.  We do let Janey have the iPad in bed.  It doesn't keep her awake, as once she's ready to sleep, she sleeps, instantly.  There is no drowsy period with her---she's wide awake or fast asleep.  Some nights, she's up until 10 or 11, but I'd say 9:30 is a good average.

So....we are hanging in there.  I left out a lot of times that there is screaming or arm biting, not just to make the days look better, but because these episodes are far shorter than usual lately.  We can edit them out of our days because I'd say the longest they have lasted all summer is half an hour in a row, which in the scheme of things, is very short.

I think we've been catering to Janey, to how she likes things, more than other summers.  I am sure this has to do with her time in the hospital.  We needed to keep her fed and keep her calm there, and once she first came home, at all costs.  It was a life or death matter, and I am not overstating things to say that.  And I think we realized, after doing that for a while, that we were all happier if Janey was happier.  We don't bother as much to say no to the little stuff.  If Janey needs a ride, if Janey wants to wait for the bus early, if Janey desires 5 viewings in a row of Little Mermaid 2, who cares?  If we are creating a monster...well, we aren't.  We are creating a happy girl, and one who because she is happy is making us happy.  We've done more family drives and had more of those spontaneous little good times than in years this summer.  I'm going to write more about some thoughts about what I'd call a new approach to life with Janey, but for now, I'm going to go meet her bus, cut up cheese into thin slices while she watches, the only way she likes cheese, put on a show and then change it if she needs it, and walk to meet Daddy.  And I'm glad to do it.