The past 48 hours have been well check out the face above. That is how I am feeling after hours and hours worth of tantrums, meltdowns and singing. Yes I said singing. Chloe will sing at the top of her little lungs when upset. Brett and I have reached our breaking points. THINGS MUST CHANGE NOW!!!
We have been talking and the first thing I did was cut 6 inches off of Chloe’s hair. Why? Because she wont let me brush it. I have been wanting to get Fall pictures of her, but she refuses to let me brush or fix her hair. It was getting so tangled I finally had to coat it in coconut oil and comb it out. So I have always said if she didn’t let me brush it I would cut it. She is actually ok with it. I still need to trim some uneven pieces, but I did my best. She smiled when I showed her how easily a brush goes through it now. I cut it into long bob.
The 2nd issue we are taking care of is her massive OCD obsession that her room must be messy. She keeps her floor covered with toys. I have actually injured myself trying to walk through it to put up laundry. She will line up certain toys and play with each one in that order. Then a few weeks ago she started crying after playing with one particular teapot. Nothing is wrong, it is a routine. We have decided we have to step in on her room. She doesn’t enjoy all of her toys, but is obsessed in having them everywhere!! We know this is going to cause her to get upset for a bit, but it must be done. We will pass down a few toys to her 1 yr old nephew. So she can see them at his house and play with them if she wants to. Chloe is not happy in her own space, but can’t make the decision to part with anything. So we will help her. We may not get rid of everything. We may store some of the toys.
Brett and I have very little help with Chloe and no respite. So when things are like they have been we have ZERO life. We have to take control back. In the long run Chloe will hopefully be less anxious and play better. Friday I had to sit in her room with her a total of 4 hours. I had to go to her room and close her door so her Dad could work. All she was doing was screaming. Believe me we have tried to figure out what is going on with her, but the only triggers we do see are the things in her room. Being a parent of a child with Autism isn’t always easy and some of the decisions we make to help them may make things worse before they get better. So keep us in your thoughts this afternoon as we begin working on her room. I will post Monday with the results.
Have a wonderful and blessed weekend. Thank you to all of my followers.