The Weekend is here.

This morning started well – NOT. On none school mornings Munch has to stay in his room until 9am, he gets to stay up an hour later the night before so an extra hour in bed is not an unreasonable request. Daddy works until 3 or 4 in the morning, can sometimes be earlier, sometimes later. Because of this we ask Munch to stay in his room until I get him up on school day’s, on Saturday’s can knock at 9am and Sunday’s is allowed to come into bed with us at 9am for 1/2 hour. Over the last few weeks Munch has taken to going into our room in the mornings and jumping very roughly on daddy to wake him up, because of this he has been told that until further notice even on the weekends he is to wait until I come at 9am in his room.

This morning the 1st knock was at 7.30am, sent back, another 3 times, finally at 8.55am I sent him to the step. Now when he has to wait in his room until it’s time to get up, he is allowed to play or put his TV on, it’s not like we are asking him to stay in bed. The other thing that he does is alter the time on his clock so that it say’s 9am, he has been told no to do it but still does and is still amazed when I tell him I know what he has done, he still can’t work that one out!!

Breakfast done, a bit of a lazy start to Saturday morning with Munch watching TV. I went upstairs to get ready, by now daddy was awake so Munch was allowed to go in with daddy and watch TV, they had a tube of cheesy biscuits they were sharing, Munch still finds it really hard to share because of some past experiences, and we are working slowly but surely to improve this, he was doing well at first, but after a while decided that he was going to start licking biscuits and putting them back in the tube and mixing them in, a ploy to stop daddy having anymore, so he was told that this was not acceptable and that now nobody could eat any and biscuits were put in the bin. This started Munch shouting so he was told that he was speaking in a rude voice and it is not allowed, step, as it was the 1st time since we started this new way of dealing with his behaviour that daddy had sent him to the step, we had lots of banging and screeching at the door, but we ignored it. Up stairs afterwards to get dressed then we were ready to go out.

We went to the local shopping centre, Munch’s £3 pocket-money was burning a hole in his pocket so he brought a club penguin book, we went for something to eat, then just for a look around the shops. In one of the shop’s Munch ran up behind me and pushed me really hard, que your body language is wrong, straight home and on the step, felt a bit like rewarding him though as I think he was ready to go home anyway. Once home he sat straight on the step.

This afternoon has been very nice, first Munch played on the computer, then sat and did some drawing and writing, we had one incident, where I said that I was going to give him a kiss and he said if I did he would spit in my face, as soon as he said it though, his hand flew up to his face with a big oh. He was walking to the step before I even began my speech! I should point out here that Munch find’s it very hard to be touched or hugged or receive kisses from us. Even now 10 months down the line he will scream if we touch him, it is getting better, but we have worked long and hard to improve it, he will often hit out or as above make threats if he thinks we are going to touch him in any way, it is heart breaking, because all we want to do is give him big hugs and cuddles, but small steps have to be taken and slowly. We are for ever saying to him, that if he does not like something all he has to do is say and not lash out.

The rest of the evening has passed nicely, we have watched strictly Come Dancing whilst eating Pepperoni Pizza, then Merlin before bed.

Not to bad a day today, let’s hope we have the same tomorrow.

2 Very Different Days

Yesterday morning for some reason Munch came and woke me up at 6.40am, I told him to go back to bed which he did and put his TV on, he must have come in another 4 times and in the end we got up earlier than planned. Munch is normally good at staying in his room until 9am on a weekend so I am not sure what was a matter this morning.

Munch was 1 of the 4 Beaver’s representing his group in a Connect 4 competition in the morning so we got ready for that, he was his usual apprehensive self when going somewhere new, saying that he did not want to go. I knew that he would be fine once he got there so gave him lots of encouragement, and he was ok and off with the other Beaver’s from his group as soon as we arrived.

I was back a couple of hour’s later to pick him up and watch the presentation of certificates, Munch go a taking part certificate of which he was really pleased with.

After we went straight to our local shopping centre because Munch has completely out grown his old winter coat and he needed one. Munch was in a very funny mood by the time we got there he was cranky, very un-cooperative, he had pocket-money he wanted to spend, he had his Kevin and Perry head on, so he was full of attitude and generally not listening and thinking he was being very clever, he had several warnings. We went o the toilet and he insisted on coming in with me and did not want o leave and stand on his own, I told him that the mood he was in I did not trust him not to open the door, he promised that he would not, and then did. I told him that he had enough warning’s and that we were going home. He did his usual and said that he had forgotten not to open the door it was an accident, which it was not. I just took hold of his hand and walked through the shopping centre with him protesting until we got to the car park. I was really aware of the fact that I desperately needed to get him a coat, so I took him aside when we got to the car park and talked to him and said that we would go back, but here would be no more warnings, if he stepped out of line just once, we would go home, coat or no coat, and if he had no coat we could not go to the Fireworks display  we were going to tha evening.

The rest of the shopping trip passed very sullenly, we got a coat, as he behaved we went to Disney and he spent his pocket-money on Club Penguin books and we made it home in one piece.

Munch’s attitude carried on at home, he clearly was not having a good day and was struggling. We had tea and got ready for the Fireworks Display, we were meeting friends. Whilst there Munch was trying to be very controlling of everything, nothing was right, he was very heavy-handed with our friends daughter. He moaned and groaned although the fireworks, the later night and very early morning was obviously kicking in, walking out he was deliberately bumping into people as it was very crowded, we walked a little way to get a bus, all the bus’ passing were full, we managed to get a taxi in the end, this cheered him up and we had a much better mood.

When we got in daddy had to go to nanny’s, we had a very nice supper time then off to bed. Munch walked out of the kitchen then just walked back in and punched me out of the blue, and started shouting that I had left his new coat on the back of the chair. Now I am not proud of the fact, but at this point I have to say I completely lost the plot, I was so angry, I shouted and shouted, I told him I was sick and tired of his attitude, tha I was not going to be hit and kicked by him anymore, that was not what son’s did to their mummy’s and if he carried on that from now on he could stay upstairs in his bedroom where I did not have to see him, me shouting like a fish wife gave him even more ammunition to shout back and swear at me like a trooper. I was just so angry that I yelled and yelled about what I don’t know.

I came downstairs and sat down and could not believe how I had acted, so after a few minutes, I went back up and apologised to him, it is the first time in the 10 months that he has been our son I have ever seen his face wet with tears, I said I was very sorry that I shouted at him, we had a hug and a kiss and off to sleep he went.

On reflection we should not really have taken Munch to he display, what we have said is that in future if we are planning on doing something like that we will leave it until the last-minute to tell him the we can judge before we go if we feel that he will be able to cope with it.

Today has been totally different, he got up in a much better frame of mind. After breakfast I decided to take Munch to the local Sunday market, we spent a couple of hours there. Munch bought a little yappy dog. We called in the supermarket on he way home, had an hour indoor’s then went and met one of my friend’s and her dog with our dog. Munch had a good couple of hours walking and running with the two dog’s.

Back at home he watched TV before bath his evening TV and yet more fireworks, supper, bed story. Tonight he wanted to do his bottle again sitting on my knee. In all the a very good day.

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A lovely Saturday

Well what another great day yesterday, Munch was in a good mood, we just did normal family things like watching Saturday morning TV, although I have to say it’s changed a bit over the years. Daddy got up and made all the appropriate ooohhhhs and aahhhs over last nights experiments.

Me and Munch then went to our local shopping centre, Munch had his £3 pocket money which was burning a hole in his ‘purse’. So money spent, we went for lunch, then to have a look at some cloths as he is very particular with what he likes to wear and he has shot up so much in the 9 months he has been with us that he will need a whole new winter wardrobe.

Our only wobbly moment was when we went into the Disney shop and he saw Phineas and Ferb bits, he wanted to take back what he had already bought so that he could have his money back and buy that instead, and no amount of explaining was going to convince him that he would not have enough to buy anything here!!! In the end he was given a warning and when he repeated we left the shop.

All home for a very pleasant evening, I even got to what Strictly Come Dancing. We had tea in the living room for a treat, Munch told me that I had made a very good choice for tea. Merlin was watched and then off to bed for story and light out.

Mummy’s Going Out

Today started ok, we had breakfast then went upstairs to get changed. Munch decided to go in and wake daddy even though asked not to and ended up getting counted to 3 so had to do his time-out. We got off  with out a hitch after that.

After school we went to his Express It class, Munch was all over the place there today, was unable to listen and at times very uncooperative.

We went home where Munch played football with daddy then went on the computer before dinner. During dinner Munch again was in one of his moods, he pu loads of tomato sauce on his dinner when asked not to, was putting large pieces of food into his mouth and claiming not to be able to cut them, when I went to help he shouted that I had moved his sauce and then kept pushing food of his plate and crying tha all his food was falling off his plate, he was given a count of 3 and told to go and sit on his chair, at this he exploded, he hit and kicked and was swearing, daddy shouted at him which just makes things worse, I removed him from the kitchen into the living room, the lifted him and carried him to his bedroom and stayed with him until he calmed down, he lay on his bed so I told him to lay there for 5 minutes and calm down. I came downstairs and after 5 minutes called him down to finish his dinner which he did nicely. Then went outside and played with football with daddy.

I was going out to an AUK meeting and had told Reece so on our way home from school, we realised that this is what had triggered his behaviour this evening, it was the change in his routine, or rather the change in person doing his routine, it was different to how it normally happens and Munch finds change really difficult.

After I had gone, the rest of the evening until bedtime went ok, Munch being Munch, tried it on with just about everything by the sounds of it, bet then again, that’s my boy!!!

Sunday 2nd October

Today Munch was knocking on the bedroom door at 7.40 even after his late night, I asked him to go back to his bed but he wanted to get in so I allowed him to and let him put on the tv until 9am when we got up, but not afer him asking every 15 minutes ‘when are we getting up’. We are going to put his clock back in his room this week and point out 9am on it and give him a star if he stays in his bedroom until then on a Saturday and Sunday.

Sunday is computer day so Munch was straight on it this morning, he was good when asked to use it on his own, he did ask a couple of times for help but on the whole got on with it.

In the afternoon we went to Kids Kingdom which he always enjoys, i get to sit and read and drink coffee, Munch will come over ever so often to check in. He gets ver hot and sweaty and normally within not long of being there has made friends with someone.

We did the healthy Macdonald’s afterwards then came home. We had 3/4 hour till bath time and Munch asked to phone his cousin, she was doing her home work, he had been warned that this could be the case, but still he made a fuss and created, my SIL on hearing said that cousin would have break from homework for 1/2 hour until his bath time. I would have said no as I feel that he needs to know that sometimes you cannot just have things your own way, but in the end let him. He listened well whilst on the phone so was told he could have a star.

After bath and tv, we had usual bedtime routine and I read him a boo about the colour of love that the play therapist had given to us, with some coloured fathers so that I could touch him with them, for most of the story he listened well, but afterwards was quite stroppy saying that i was a rubbish book that there was no such thing as love, messed around with cuddle and kiss, got distraught when I said that if he didn’t want to do it nicely I was going, I did then get a cuddle and kiss of some sort.

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