autism

zen and the art of autistic toilet training

Toilet

I have been a bit grumpy recently and, when I think about it, it has a lot to do with Toby's toilet training. It's been 10 long months of hard work without achieving very much and it's wearying in the extreme!

When we first started to take him out of nappies back in early spring he just held it in all day which is not so great for although this shows excellent bladder control he wasn't learning to go when he needed to. By the time he got home from school he was obviously bursting and I had to resist the urge to whip a nappy on him the minute he came through the door. Instead I used to shadow his every move and attempt to divert him to the toilet before a puddle situation developed. He doesn't respond well to any adult directed activity so
being made to sit didn't impress him a whole lot (in other words he
had supercell, screaming meltdowns) and most days we're both in tears within half an hour of him
arriving home and to top it all we ended up with a puddle anyway! In those early days he hated the toilet and I did too! 

All through the summer when he was running around naked in the garden he'd just stop and water the grass and to honest there wasn't much I could do about it although we did try and get him to wee in a bucket to get him used to the idea of weeing into a receptacle!

When the days started to turn colder as autumn arrived he was inside the house more than outside and there were around 6 or 7 puddles a day to mop up. Then we had a little breakthrough in that he started to wee over the side of the bath (although not perfect, a much better prospect than puddle mopping!) He started this all by himself and was quite insistent on shutting the door and having some privacy. I have a feeling I might be responsible for confusing things for him as I'd been saying in a loud and
encouraging way 'Toby wee wee' everytime he did a wee while having a bath each night.
My intention was to get him to associate the word with the action but I think it may just have reinforced that peeing into the bath is the way to go! I really should know better as I'm well aware that an autistic mind is often extremely literal!

Wee

Now I shall have to do a bit of creative thinking to persuade him to switch to the
toilet! The fact that he is
actually weeing on the toilet fairly consistently at school now is very encouraging but again this is common autistic behaviour – to understand something in one setting and yet be unable to apply the same thing in a different place.

With Toby I have learnt to approach everything in very small steps and it's only when you look back that you begin to realise they were actually leading in the right direction – just not a very direct route! I dread to think about how we'll tackle poo – for now it's a nappy situation and I'll need to marshall my reserves before we try and get him to use the toilet for that! Someone told me to expect toilet training to take at least 2-4 years and I have a feeling they could be spot on!

My main advice to anyone starting toilet training a special needs child is to de-stress your life as much as possible before you start and be prepared to go with the flow (sorry about the pun). The hardest thing is to keep going even when you feel that you're getting nowhere. I'm glad though that after 10 months it finally begins to feel like we may be edging slowly closer to our goal of getting our 7 year old son out of nappies and I remain confident that we will get there one day.

Incidentally, while we're on the subject I know that toileting issues are not limited to children with special needs and that many families experience the anguish and stress of continence problems. Recently Mary sent me some information about the wonderful work of the charity E.R.I.C .

"About 1 in 12 young people in the UK struggle with bedwetting,
daytime wetting, constipation and soiling (sometimes called
incontinence or continence problems). At ERIC, we know how worrying and
stressful these difficulties can be.

Thatโ€™s why
ERIC is dedicated to supporting children and young people, their
families and health professionals. We provide information, confidential
support, services and resources. Something can often be done to make a
positive difference and ERIC is here to help!"

It's worth taking a look at this video which does such a great job of explaining their work here.

Thanks for reading x

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Summertime, time for a break

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This is a snapshot from yesterday – our first day of the school break.
One naked son in the paddling pool, one lovely daughter drawing and playing in the tent and one mummy enjoying a little knitting in the shade. Sounds idyllic and this moment was, but I know over the next 6 weeks these relaxing moments may be few and far between.

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I do find this time of year a difficult one. At the school gate all the mums were chatting excitedly about their plans for the summer break; visits to parks, picnics, holidays at the beach and so on. I stood there and said nothing because to be honest the thought of the long break makes me feel a little sick. Although I like the  calmer pace of mornings (no school rush) Toby has a hard time with the change in routine. His autism makes it really hard to do much of the normal family stuff and when we do go anywhere he needs to be so closely supervised to keep him from harm that poor old Amy gets no attention. He’s not good with crowds, new places or loud noises and is oblivious to obvious dangers like lakes, busy roads, going off with strangers etc. Often when we go somewhere he freaks out and we have to come straight back home which is really unfair on Amy and makes everyone feel miserable.

This year we decided not to go away on a family holiday and so we’re based at home for the 6 week break. Hopefully here things will be quiet and manageable although even at home Toby needs constant attention to keep him safe. Amy has a few clubs and activities to go to and she & I have planned a few overnight camping trips with friends and in the garden. I’m really lucky to have my Mum and Dad to visit – we’ll go and stay for a few days and they’ll entertain the children, take us to new places and generally help out.

Anyway, with all this in mind I’ve decided to have a summer blog break and concentrate fully on the children. I will be popping some little cotton rabbits and friends into my etsy shop from time to time and Amy will have fun helping me pack them up and take them to the post office.

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I hope you’ll pop back and see us in the autumn when I should have news of the baby hedgehogs and some chat about what we’ve been up to.

Wishing you a lovely August wherever you are and whatever you’re doing,

Julie x

autism

fighting a loosing battle?

I am not yet winning the battle of the clothes.

I get them on him but within 2 minutes he has flung them all to the four corners of the garden – and he’s becoming quite inventive about places to stuff them so I won’t find them again! It probably doesn’t help that we’re having some lovely warm weather – not the best time for me to be insisting on clothes!

Still, on a positive note at least Toby is now starting his bouncing sessions with some clothes on and my quest to get him to keep them on will continue, although I will definitely focus my efforts on stripping off in inappropriate places and save the garden battle for when the weather turns colder again.

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Thanks so much for all of the tips and advice left on the previous post about his stripping off. There were some very useful points raised about keeping his clothing soft and light and having a set of clothes that he associates with wearing in the garden – a bit like a bouncing uniform. All of which are really going to help in my quest. I’m hopeful we’ll get there – one day! Potty training isn’t fairing any better either but we always knew it was going to be a long a slow process for our boy.

His achievements are small and slow but one day I hope to write excitedly here about his first wee on our toilet and maybe even one day in the future I’ll be joyfully telling you about his first ever word.

One day.

Maybe?

Hope is a wonderful thing.