Yes, here we are, on the roller-coaster of parenting. Gotta love it.
We had a level 7 today. Something's up. I need to get my otoscope working.
On the other hand, he ate meatloaf for me yesterday, and ate a PB&J- without taking it apart- today. What's up with that?
The way Joey moves forward, sometimes the move ahead in one area leaves him overloaded somewhere else. We're hoping that the reason the meltdowns result is because I am doing something wrong in not picking up on the processing and overload. After all, I can fix a problem with me.
The meltdown today was over a doorknob. The knob to the basement, which is Joey's therapy room, sometimes comes off, because I'm an idiot and can't figure out how to keep the screws tight. No other doorknob does this, so I'm a bit at a loss over it. Anyway, it came off, and I couldn't take care of it right that instant. That would not do. The minute I was able to secure his safety, run down the stairs, get the knob, and put the contraption back together- like a light switch, it was over. The world righted itself. I have no idea why the doorknob was suddenly so important, but it was, so there we are. Next time, I need to move faster.