Chef is 15 years old. He is very capable in many areas.
On the weekends, Chef’s responsibilities are to do his laundry (one load of clothes, bedding in a separate load), and make his lunches. I will help him with his lunches at his request, but I no longer make his school lunches since he started he started saying that one of the reasons he was taking food items from others at school was because he didn’t like what I’d packed in his lunch, even though we had shopped together for the lunch items and he’d chosen the lunch items and was expected to participate in packing the lunch items; sometimes he did, sometimes he didn’t.
Chef’s laundry days are Thursday, Friday, and Saturday.
The past two weekends, Chef has chosen not to take care of his weekend school prep responsibilities.
This past Thursday, he was reminded to put in his laundry. He went down to the laundry room and said he’d put his clothes into the washer. I didn’t question that or check; I should have.
Later Thursday evening, Chef brought up his laundry to fold. The original plan is that he take his hangers downstairs, put the clothing on the hangers once they are finished in the dryer, and bring them upstairs; Chef has, however, wrecked all his hangers between camping and school-start. When he brought his laundry up from the laundry room, there were two pairs of pants and two shirts. When I asked where the rest of his clothes were, Chef said that’s all he’d put in because that’s all he needed for the weekend. He was reminded that he needed to put in the rest of his laundry. He was reminded numerous times through Friday and Saturday, but still didn’t put it in. On Saturday, he was reminded that if he didn’t put in his laundry he wouldn’t have clean clothes for the week.
This blog was initially set up as a means of communicating with my son's team. Since then, I've heard from other parents with similar stories. If you are living with challenges or journeying alongside someone who is, you are not alone. There are many of us. I'm a single adoptive Mom (http://richesofsimplicity.blogspot.com/) of a young man who lives with many abilities and many diagnoses. We have journeyed together through many challenges and a few adventures over the years as my son has tried to find space in this world that makes him feel more comfortable, an attempt made especially difficult when living with Attachment Disorder, PDD-NOS (Autism), Developmental Coordination Disorder, ADHD, prenatal substance exposure, etc. Some of the strongest elements used in this journey have been music, visual arts, therapeutic parenting, team-connection, boundary-setting, boundary-setting, boundary-setting, communication skills, community-building, continual lifeskills training, and elements of Theraplay. (Click here for some written resources.) On this journey, there is laughter and tears and growth and hope. The greatest of these is hope.