Life On The B Side

Taking all that life throws at us one moment at a time

3 Minutes May 10, 2016

Filed under: ADHD,Autism,Family,Life on the Jay train,Special Needs Kids — The B Side @ 1:50 pm
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Mother’s Day was good – and relaxing – even though a few hours of it was spent organizing and decluttering.  I actually like doing that stuff.  Makes me feel better to see the end result.  Clutter gives me anxiety.  Plus it was a really nice day outside – unlike what we’ve been having – so I had the front door open and my music turned up.

Ace and Shaunee had gone to see a 3 hr movie and then to the mall.  While I was throwing out and singing and re-arranging Jay slept soundly on the couch.


When I was done, I got a book that I’ve been trying to finish for about 4 months now and plopped down on the couch, put my feet up and read.  The sun was still shining and the door was still open and Jay was still curled up with his blanket.


Besides that quality “alone” time, I’d also gotten a french toast breakfast and jewelry and a plant and other gifts.

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The boys have always had fairly early bed times I suppose.  It’s just what works for us.  When we were still in Jersey they had recently gone from 8:00 pm to 8:30 pm bed times.  Now that we are in Virginia and have a 5:15 am wake up call, they have gone back to 8:00 pm and at times even 7:45 if they seem tired.

The day after Mothers Day, I put the boys to bed at their regular time.  Jay was out like a light but unbeknownst to me, Ace was having a hard time getting comfy and falling asleep.  An hour and a half after the official bed time he was still tossing and turning and trying to fall asleep.  When I figured it out, I got in the bed next to him and he curled into me.  He moved this way and that.  He told me he had tried reading and counting sheep but nothing worked.  He just couldn’t fall asleep properly.  I shushed him and I began rubbing his back.  A whopping 3 minutes after I lay down beside him I could feel him relax and I could hear the tell-tale breathing pattern and sounds that accompany sleep.

3 minutes of Mom was all it took.


I lay there for a while longer thinking about all that I had gotten on Mothers Day and all the love and appreciation that I had felt and, still, being able to provide the kind of comfort my boy needed in such a short amount of time made me feel better than anything else.


I don’t know how much longer I’ll get to have those kinds of experiences.  He’s getting older by the day.  Shoot, by the minute.  The second.

This morning he bounced into his before care place without a look back.  No hug or kiss or anything.  I remember when that was unthinkable.  Jay at least managed to give me a cursory wave goodbye.


But I’ll always have those minutes on that night in his bedroom full of super hero characters and dirty clothes on the floor right beside the laundry basket cause heaven forbid he actually put them IN the basket.  But that’s for another post.


2 Responses to “3 Minutes”

  1. NickyB. Says:

    Love moments like that and glad you had a happy Mother’s Day.

  2. Glad it was a Happy Mother’s Day!

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