MissJ, I'm sorry to hear about your grandfather. Sending ((hugs)).
Also keeping everything crossed for you and HKZ.
Was going to go either into town or to Ikea with Mum this morning, but have woken up feeling really tired and apathetic, so am having a slow day instead. Think its probably the come-down from worrying about ds1's test etc.
We found out at the weekend that he's been sneaking out of bed after we go downstairs and putting the light on to read. Obviously this is keeping ds2 awake as well but he's been threatening him not to tell! He's also been waking ds2 up by putting the light on as early as 5.30 am some days so that he can read. (His current obsession is Famous Five books and it turns out that he is in competition with a girl in his class to see who can read the whole series first.)
So, we have been leaving their door open and checking on them every half an hour or so until they are asleep and his behaviour has improved dramatically. It seems that what we thought was an extreme gluten reaction, was actually a mix of gluten and exhaustion. (We thought it was the reaction making him so tired.)
I was absolutely furious when I found out, especially as poor ds2 is also exhausted because of him. Dh had to calm me down and remind me that he isn't able to think about things from other people's point of view and therefore wouldn't have considered how it would affect ds2. I don't totally buy it though, as he knows he is not allowed out of bed or to read or play after lights out, so he did know what he was doing was wrong and that he was being dishonest with dh and I. I feel like such a mug. It seems we can't trust a word he says at the moment, but its so difficult second-guessing and double-checking everything.
I find it particularly upsetting, as I have BIG problems with lying and we have brought him up to tell the truth and clearly understand that lying is always wrong. He absolutely cannot stand anyone even stretching the truth, let alone lying to him, but is unable to see the situation the other way round. I do know its not his fault, its part of ASD, but sometimes its really hard for me to get into his head and see it from his point of view and I end up feeling like the one with the problem. Sometimes it feels a bit like we are both aliens trying desperately to communicate but completely misunderstanding each other.
Hey ho. That's our life I guess. At least he has improved since we've got his sleeping back on track and he definitely seems more in control and calmer since then.
Sorry, don't really know where all that rambling came from. Think I must be having a brain dump episode. Feel free to ignore and move on.
On a lighter note, dd's padded puddle-suit and over boots have arrived and she looks so cute in them. She looks like she has huge feet and an enormous bottom. She had a proper tantrum when I took them off her after she tried them on this morning, so at least we know she'll be happy to wear them at the festival.
Dog, glad the move went well. Its great having a short school run. (We live across the road from the school as well.)