Spectrummy Mummy

Asperger's, Allergies, and Adventures Abroad

Short and Curlies

with 12 comments

Yesterday afternoon the area we live in was on Tornado Watch.  I thought that was very dramatic, having never lived in a tornado-prone area before, so I canceled Pudding’s speech therapy session and called her school to find out what would happen.  It turns out that a watch is really nothing at all, unlike a Tornado Warning.  Still, it was nice not to have to drive on the highway in the pouring rain.  The downside, of course, was that both kids were stuck inside all afternoon.

I have a cold (who says my kids are bad at sharing?) so my good humour soon evaporated.  The kids took advantage of my weakened state in the way that only a preschooler and toddler can.  By the time my husband returned from work, our home did indeed look like an indoor tornado had hit.  I met him at the door, grim-faced.  I let him know that had he not already taken measures to ensure no more children, I’d have done the job there and then.

Now I wonder if Pudding heard me.

For Christmas, my parents bought the kids an indoor swing and trapeze bar that mounts in the doorway.  It is a great way to get some extra vestibular input, and we’ve used it every day.  The trapeze bar actually takes both parents to assist at the moment, she just isn’t strong or secure enough to do it alone.  Daddy lifts her up over the bar, and I hold her legs as she swings.  That is the theory, anyway.  What usually happens, is that Pudding continues holding onto Daddy until she feels secure.

Last night, she grabbed onto Daddy in a very wrong place, and wouldn’t let go.  I was already holding her legs, and couldn’t let go without her dropping to the ground, taking whatever was in her hands with her.  He tried to get her to release, but this only caused her to hold on tighter.  In falsetto, he begged her to let go.  I did the most helpful thing I could in the situation- giggle mercilessly.  Eventually he managed to extract himself from her grasp, some time later I stopped laughing.

I love my family, they’ll go to any lengths to put a smile on my face after a trying day.


Today my post “Discord and Harmony” will be featured at The SPD Blogger Network.  Please head over there to check out this amazing site.  If you or a loved one are living with Sensory Processing Disorder, read about others similarly affected, or share your own story.  You don’t need to be a blogger to be part of this supportive community.


Written by Spectrummy Mummy

March 1, 2011 at 7:04 am

12 Responses

Subscribe to comments with RSS.

  1. Ha! Your husband is a good sport for “taking one for the team!” everyone should end the day with a smile on their face. at least you did 🙂


    March 1, 2011 at 8:16 am

  2. LOL!!!! What a funny story.


    March 1, 2011 at 9:22 am

  3. That’s so funny. My Aspie son knows where to hurt his dad. Last meltdown he kicked and punched him there without mercy. I tried not to laugh.


    March 1, 2011 at 10:40 am

    • One time when Pudding was 2, she hurt him in that region. To say sorry, she stroked his arm and said, “Aaw, pretty Daddy.” I laughed so much I thought I’d go into labour. Poor daddies!

      Spectrummy Mummy

      March 1, 2011 at 1:47 pm

  4. I’m laughing with you, not at you!!! Your poor hubs..sad thing is, I think I’d do the same thing—laugh my bum off!
    I hope your feeling better or taking enough cold meds to take the edge off. 😉


    March 1, 2011 at 11:30 am

  5. That’s too funny. Your husband is a great sport. Hope he recovered!


    March 1, 2011 at 11:34 am

  6. Oh dear that is quite funny!


    March 2, 2011 at 4:10 am

  7. That gave me quite a laugh. 🙂


    March 3, 2011 at 8:59 am

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: