So DS was at gym class yesterday and I had a difference in perspective between myself and a couple of the other mums. You see, their conversation went.
"Look at that boy just rolling around on the floor! won't put up with that for long. She must be busy today as she's ignoring it!>
What I saw was my DS actually having a go at something new without having a complete meltdown and a very good instructor.
I think I am entering into the "acceptance" phase of this whole thing. I've done the denial and anger and I still have a bit of the grief knocking about, but have come to see that knowing is a good thing. I don't have to feel mortified by DS's behaviour as I understand why.
.....still wanted to poke them both with a sharp stick, you understand!