The Dog Park
I've been taking the dog to work since right before school started. It has been a bit stressful but is getting easier. The Dog Park is my saving grace and I try to take Sumter daily. Colin only came with us once and is no longer interested in coming with us. The park has become my evening therapy and I have met lots of nice people. One of whom I found out knew about Misophonia!
Post to Parent Group - September 25
I was at the dog park last night and was talking with one of my new friends. In the course of the conversation, I had mentioned how and why we got a dog for my son. Turns out this gal's sister has Misophonia (recently self-diagnosed). Poor kid's parents don't believe her and treat it like bad behavior. The sister is now out of the house, away at school and does not have a relationship with her folks.
I was so surprised that my friend heard of Miso, I talked her ear off! I recommended the book "Sound Rage" as well as "Hardwiring Happiness". I do sometimes wonder how "rare" this disorder is.
My friend was impressed with the steps we took to help our son and said that he will appreciate this when he is older. I truly believe this and feel the same with the parents in this group. While life is tough right now, our kids will come to realize and hopefully be thankful for all we have done.
I often wonder how "rare" this disorder really is and believe that "Misophonia" is such a strange disorder that most people are reluctant to talk about it.
Colin has been adjusting to school with a few "bumps" along the way. The biggest hurdle was with Honors Algebra II. There are only a few Freshmen in this class and it is taught like a college course. Homework is assigned but not handed in or graded. It is up to the student to keep up. Colin took this as a free pass and was not doing the assigned work. Needless to say, he bombed the first test... And the second. It was "French II all over again!
Both of our older boys went to work on getting their brother to drop down into Algebra II. Colin still seemed reluctant to drop so I put a call into his guidance counselor. Thankfully Colin decided to drop down to the regular class. Just in the nick of time!
My husband went to "Freshman Parent's Informational Night" at the school and had a chance to speak with the principal. The Dean assured him that Colin is in the right place and like a "pig in mud" where school is concerned. He really seems to be thriving. My middle-son concurs and told me that he was surprised how well his baby brother fits in. We are pleased that our son is in the best place possible for his education.
Whose Your Daddy?
We recently went to a picnic for the high school swim team which will start right after Cross Country ends.
All three boys plan to swim this season and attended.True to form, Colin kept his distance from his dad and I.
Each of our boys sat at a table with their classmates. As the program began, it started with the boys introducing themselves and their parents. My senior was brief and used first names only. My junior used our full names. When it was the freshman table, Colin went first. He used his full name and then introduced me as his "mom, Bonnie". When he went to introduce his dad, he paused. "And this is my Real Father, ..."
We laughed it off but I was curious what he meant by that. My middle-son found out later that this was a dig at his eldest brother who acts more like his parent than his sibling. Unfortunately, we are dependent on our older boys to help with Colin until we can improve communications.When I get frustrated, I try to remember how far we have come in just a few months. We are in a much better place that I would have expected.
As always..... We are a work-in-progress.