With the good, there comes struggle

With the good, there comes struggle

Summer Camp has been an amazing experience from a mother’s point a view – from a counselors point of view and well from Lennon’s point of view. He has inspired me every day pushing through his fears.

As it stands with all things there are also some challenges and I see his social delays – so significantly by 2 years. Now it does not face him one-bit mind you – he is who he is and he’s so totally cool with that (me too by the way).

And yet I can’t help see that he is unable to connect with kids his age, that he has meltdowns because his feelings got hurt and he can’t manage them, or lunch is not looking good at all. When kids are asking about his scars he’s a little stuck in how to respond. Those are all areas I need to work with him on ๐Ÿ™‚ but …

….those minor moments of struggle where my heart aches when he is not equipped to handle the social situation in which one peer is either being bossy or tells him to stop following him. He genuinely likes people and when he connects with someone and seriously likes them, he wants to you know to be their friend.

In Lennon’s world, friends don’t hurt each other’s feelings. And I get it, I so totally get it. However, the real world is quite different and not everyone can handle being friendly all the time – and so he shuts down and struggles to join others in the fun. Instead, he sits and pouts and I have to pull out all the punches to even get a smirk.

But this has been by far the best experience for him socially – yes he receives social interaction in school but there he has to be seated, gets pulled out for academics and only has 15 minutes of recess. At camp, he’s pretty much forced to be around peers from 8:00 till 3ish and he must interact with them through reading, crafts, park time, swimming, bounce & play and more. I see the good stuff ๐Ÿ™‚