crafts & knitting

cushions revisited

Around a year ago I decided it was high time I learnt to crochet and thanks to Attic 24's lovely free patterns I dipped my toe in the hooky water so to speak. I have come to love crochet – it has a different pace to knitting and whilst my crochet standard isn't up to that of my knitting, I'm pleased with my efforts so far.

 

Cushion4

 

I started making this set of cushions last May and after making three my enthusiasm kind of petered out and the last one got stuffed in a bag half finished. At the end of last week I decided to unearth it again and try to get it finished. I've still got about 6 rounds to go but so far it's working out well I think – a bit of a mishmash but then I'm still learning and getting better as I go. I like the simple repetition of this project and it's nice to be using my great-grandmother's bone crochet hook.

 

Cushion hooking

 

These are completely cheaty cushions by the way, I'm only making one side which I'm stitching onto some old cream fabric cushions that I already had – a quick way of having some nice new cushions without having to make the backsides!

I'm still working on my one a day blanket too and there's lots of knitting going on – an update of that next I think!

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PS: Thanks so much for the kind words on the previous post. As a parent, going with your instincts is the best way to go. I think I lost my way because recently there have been so many people involved with our family and Toby and all of that well-meant advice (some of it conflicting) just ended up overwhelming and confusing me! Toby himself didn't help because as soon as I thought I was understanding a trigger to his behaviour or an obsession, he'd change.

Still, co-sleeping is clearly helping at this moment in time and this whole episode has helped me remember that flexibility is the answer to staying sane – hope I remember that when Toby changes tack again!

autism

new beds

If you've been visiting me here for a while you'll know that Toby (like most autistic children) is not a good sleeper and that this year in particular things have been worse than ever. So, over the school half term break we made some changes to our sleeping arrangements.

Before…

Bedroom - Copy
after…

 

Tobyroom2

 

I've not really gone into detail before about what we've been dealing with at night, but it's become usual for Toby to have a major meltdown in the run up to bedtime and then several more during the night. They start with crying and build to screaming, jumping and flinging, hand-biting and raging around the house for an hour or so during which time he wakes everyone up and makes Amy cry. He then goes into an exhausted sleep before waking around 3 hours later for a repeat performance.

The stress of not understanding the cause of his anxiety, not being able to calm him or keep him quiet, the worry about Amy's lack of sleep and coping ourselves with just 3-5 hours of sleep have brought both H and I close to breaking point. Some nights I've even plonked Toby in the car at 3am and driven around just to get him out of the house and to try and break the mood. Driving around for half an hour or so does help calm him, but it's obviously a last resort and I don't feel particularly safe driving when I'm so tired, so we've been trying to find an alternative.

Since he was tiny I've always settled Toby into his own bed at the start of the night, although it has been an increasing battle to get him in there. Sticking with that routine has now become impossible and guaranteed to end in meltdown and as soon as Toby wakes in the night he always comes to find one of us anyway – he's either come into my bed or gone downstairs to H (who for the last 4 years or so has slept on a mattress in the living room – an arrangement that used to give one of us a restful night while the other one had Toby).  So a week or so ago I ignored professional advice about continuing to get him to sleep in his own room and let him start off the night with me in my bed.

I'm glad that I've taken the flexible route instead of sticking rigidly to what others advised, because going to sleep with me in my bed does seem to have helped him. Sometimes in the night he's rolled over semi-awake and reached out a hand to check I'm still there. It seems that having either H or me close by is a source of comfort for him and is helping him deal with his night-time anxiety and I can only draw the conclusion that his distress, anxiety, meltdowns and night-time obsessions are, at least in part, due to fear of sleeping alone.

Anyway, with this in mind we've decided to get rid of the single bed in Toby's room and replace it with a double bed. We've also got H a sofa bed for downstairs, so there's now a choice of 3 proper double beds. It might continue to be a case of musical beds at night but at least it means that there are plenty of options and if Toby stays mostly calm (even if he's wide awake for half of the night) everything will feel a little more positive here and hopefully somewhere down the line we'll all get back into our own rooms and have some decent sleep!

At last I feel that we're regaining some kind of even footing after 5 months of very shaky ground. Somewhere we can rest a while, gather our reserves of energy and move on from with a purpose. I suppose in short I feel ready now for the next bit of our journey with Toby instead of just being swept along against my will!

general stuff

peonies

Well, another school break is over with and once again the relative calm of term-time reigns here. It wasn't a bad week – the usual ups and downs associated with life with Toby, a few more downs than ups, but there you go. I even learnt something new – though I'd rather not have learnt it in the way that I did…

Up until last week I was blissfully aware of the potential poisonousness of peonies. They've always been one of my favourite flowers both in their fragrance and the abundance of those velvety soft petals and so when I saw bunches of them at the checkout I popped one on the conveyor belt.

 

Peonies

Back home I did my standard flower arranging technique of bunging them haphazardly in a vase and plonked them on the table to enjoy when I swept past. Later in the day I noticed Toby taking an interest in them and thought he must like the texture but as I looked on he plucked a handful of petals and stuffed them in his mouth! It was one of those slow-motion moments when you can't seem to move quickly enough and before I could hook them out they'd been swallowed – obviously Toby likes peonies too! After dumping the flowers outside I flew to the computer in a panic but was relieved to read that they're only poisonous in excessive quantities and as 5 or 6 petals seems less than excessive, I settled for observing him for the rest of the day while poised to dash off to casualty if he showed any signs of illness. Luckily he stayed well and we got through the rest of the week without any more heart-stopping incidents, I have however resolved to stick to fabric flowers from now on!