As many American parents, I rely on the television to get shit done around the house. My hand is up. I'm guilty. I use the tv as a babysitter.
I know this is wrong.
So, as I hurry up and wait for my sons therapy to start, for help to come, I am cracking down on not only myself but my son.
One of these things is the television. One day, I'm not proud to admit, the television was on ten hours. Was my son watching it that whole time? No, probably not. But that shit didn't help his sensory issues.
So, this week, I shut it off. He gets no more than two hours a day. That's it.
And you know what? He's better without it.
Today this morning he watched "the aristocats" and then....he played. He fussed a bit when I said it was off, all done until daddy got home, bit guess what?
He is happier without it.
We have had lunch and breakfast without incident. There have been no meltdowns. He's played with his train table, something he hasn't done in months!
And all while I cleaned or did laundry or nursed the baby.
I feel good. I feel really good. I have hope.
Fuck. Someone knock on wood that I didn't just jinx it.
yes...this is one of the hardest, but sometimes teh easiest thing to do...it's hard b/c we can all be so used to it, but it's easy b/c we don't have to do anything MORE than that to see imporvement, and sometimes that little bit of improvement is all we needed to be able to get to the next day with a smile.
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