Last weekend was a lovely, much needed, family weekend. Darren had two days off so we had four full days together.
Thursday was spent at Ethan’s very first sports day, Friday we took Ethan to the soft play as there was a threat of thunderstorms. These never materialised, which upset us as we wanted to take Ethan to the beach again. So on Sunday morning before the predicted rain, which did arrive, we made our way to the beach.
As soon as we got there Ethan babbled excitedly, I’m sure it’s because he remembered where we were. As soon as we got down to the beach Ethan run down to the sea and started throwing in the stones, another thing he remembered from our previous trip.
On the way to the beach I was saying how I have been missing being able to take part in activities with Ethan because of the pregnancy. Well the baby must have been listening because for a short while the pressure was lifted from my bladder and I was able to join Ethan for a paddle in the sea. Yes there are even photos to prove it!
Darren likes to torment push Ethan’s sensory issues so he buried his feet in the sand. Ethan quickly freed himself every time.
There are moments on our journey when things happen and we remember we are travelling a different path, sports day did this for us. I would be lying if I said that this didn’t upset us at times. It does, there are moments that we crave some normality in our lives. I’m not saying that we want to change Ethan in anyway, its the fact that we have to be so prepared for any situation that may arise. It’s all part of the process of learning to live with autism.
For that moment on the beach we had a sense of normality, we didn’t stand out from the crowd, a family enjoying quality time without a care in the world.
I’m linking this post to Country Kids over at Coombe Mill.