Kat

When you have a child with a disability, change is a forbidden.

You get up in the morning and do the EXACT same thing, every day, the EXACT same way.

You eat the same breakfast cereal in the same bowl.

You leave the house at the same time.

You hope that when they get to school the teacher and the aide are there, because if they aren't?  Well, it isn't good.

Same thing for therapy.

We have been with Kat 3 days a week since January.  And Smoochie has never liked her.  I, on the other hand, ADORE her!  We communicate well, she advocates beautifully for my son, and she has an instinct about knowing what my son will do next.  But she is in danger of being physically harmed by Smoochie.  He hits, scratches, and bites her.  And it's getting worse.

So we are taking a break.  And it's change.  And I'm scared. Because change is forbidden.

Will this set him back?  Will he hate the new tech?  Will we see new behaviors?

This is the rock between the hard spot, when you can't stay where you're at, and you're afraid to move forward.  But we must.  My son is hurting someone whom I adore and who has his best interest at heart.  And we can't let that continue.

So change we must....

a good mother would!