I just got back from my MOPS meeting, and for some reason, I’m totally embarrassed and frustrated as a mom afterwards today. Why? Because my kid had a gigantic meltdown at the end, in front of everyone. And of course NO ONE at the group would ever say anything, since they are a fantastic group of ladies, but I felt downtrodden, like, why my kid? Doesn’t every mom feel that way at one time or another?
As I mentioned before, we had Early Intervention come out and evaluate Frankie. You know that nagging feeling in the back of your head that tells you something is amiss? Well, I listened to that voice. Turns out that our little guy is Mr. Sensitivity, in that he does have a few developmental delays (mostly speech and a little cognitive) that, the theory is, are due to his hyper sensitivity to his surroundings. In other words, he gets so worked up over large crowds, change, and his environment in general that it prohibits him from learning as quickly as other kids.
What does this mean for Frankie? He gets one-on-one time with a speech, developmental, and occupational therapists. What does this mean for Mommie? That I get some feedback and some tips for how to deal with a hyper-sensitive little guy who easily has complete meltdowns in front of people. I’m really looking forward to the sessions; rather than think, oh no there’s something wrong with my baby, I have the attitude of YES! It’s not just in my head! He really does need the extra help!
Hopefully this will help us get through the holidays. I know that people mean well when they want to see Frankie, but seriously, you need to get out of my kid’s face – he doesn’t like it! Can’t you see he’s arching backwards away from you? Parties are rough like that. He clings to me, and generally wants nothing to do with our relatives. And of course, I sit there and wonder how many of them are thinking what a bad/enabler/martyr/overprotective mother I am.
So anyways…I just wanted to vent about that. Maybe no one’s looking at me and my kid. Or maybe I should just not give a shit.