Independence

One facet of my life with Frances is that her unusual development makes the future even less predictable than I could have imagined.

For example, I had a toddler who could be left in a room for a few minutes while I went to the kitchen, who didn’t seem to notice if I was in the room or not.

As she aged, Frances became less and less tolerant of my absence to the degree that I now have an eight-year-old who truly spends every single moment with me. 

Coupled with her intense fear of going into a room by herself, her need to be with me means that we are ALWAYS together: I am with her as she falls asleep, and she is with me as I try to drink my coffee in the morning.

School, and a weekly 2.5 hour group on Saturday, is the only real separation that we have — and summer vacation is about one week away. Both school and her social group end in June, and I am thinking about this often.

I am hoping that the next round of occupational therapy sessions (after the waiting list again) will address independence as a goal.

I wonder if her need to be with me will intensify as she ages. I just don’t know. I’m trying to take one day at a time.

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