The eldest has a lot of therapy & sometimes it works well if I'm involved in the session, other times it gets him very distracted and sometimes even makes him not want to participate at all while I'm there. I have to remain flexible and in tune with when I'm hindering rather than helping and excuse myself when it is needed.
The one perk to a therapy session, when you aren't participating is having an hour to sit by yourself. I choose this time to sit and read. It's bliss. It's relaxing. It's time just for me (kind of). I'm reading the Harry Potter series and I'm almost done with 'The Half-Blood Prince.' I want to read it every free second I get...which is weekly at therapy.
I've had 3 weeks of this 'perk' on Friday morning. There is one thing that ruins it though and I just need to vent. The director arrives to the building about half-way through my read. The first time, she walked in & commented: "Oh! Isn't it so nice to be able to sit here and read? I'd LOVE to be able to do that." Yea - I thought - it is the perk of being here. But then...she said it the next week, and the NEXT week.
At this point, it got annoying. I'm sitting enjoying my book, see her walk up & sure enough...she says it. Come on lady - don't you think I'd rather be somewhere else reading? Don't you think I'd rather be able to sit & read in my own house at night while my kid played or did his own thing? I don't have that...I have this 'forced' downtime, and I'm using it. I'm hoping that after a few more years of sitting here, we'll get to the place where I can read at home...but I'm not there yet. Now, Ms. Director, please don't take my one perk and turn it into something you are 'envious' of.
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