{"id":235,"date":"2013-02-03T13:25:40","date_gmt":"2013-02-03T13:25:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twinmommeetsautism.com\/?p=235"},"modified":"2013-02-03T13:25:40","modified_gmt":"2013-02-03T13:25:40","slug":"that-happy-place-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twinmommeetsautism.com\/index.php\/2013\/02\/03\/that-happy-place-2\/","title":{"rendered":"That Happy Place"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As the boys lie sleeping, I&#8217;m in my Saturday morning reverie like yeast gently urging the dough upward.\u00a0 Today it&#8217;s fueled by a hour or so of bread baking and watching the weather as I dream of hiking trails tomorrow.\u00a0\u00a0 Yet the chats I had last night with some neighbors at a ladies night of wine and memories carry me across the house to my sons&#8217; slumbering.<\/p>\n<p>A dear neighbor with kids of similar ages to mine talked about her sharing my problem\u00a0of waking at night and not being able to get back to sleep.\u00a0\u00a0 I mentioned that when it happens I whip out my iPhone and surf web sites that interest me.\u00a0\u00a0 She asked me if when that happens I could go to my Happy Place &#8211; that dream locale where life is soothing and you are lulled into bliss by the simple thought of it.<\/p>\n<p>That Happy Place &#8211;\u00a0\u00a0what a great word for it.\u00a0 I&#8217;m blessed to\u00a0have many &#8211; my kitchen mixing new creations, my husband&#8217;s arms, a mountain top, the feeling of helping\u00a0clients discover their corporate voice, and this blog.\u00a0 I&#8217;ll put up with sleep deprivation and way too rushed a daily agenda for just 10 minutes of what I truly love &#8211; because it recharges me.\u00a0\u00a0 It&#8217;s my fuel for the journey, and without it, I plod instead of leap.<\/p>\n<p>W. and J. have a happy place too &#8211; and that&#8217;s a blessing.\u00a0 So many autistic individuals, especially the most affected, seem locked in a very UNhappy place of self-injurious or aggressive behavior, or coping strategies that reflect profound confusion at a largely overloaded sensory environment.\u00a0 I think I know my sons&#8217; happy place &#8211; certainly the look of delight from W. when we drive up to a Chipotle is precious, and J. while swimming beams me smiles that reflect I think the fact his poorly wired sensory system is finally soothed and not overloaded.<\/p>\n<p>Yet look a the operative words &#8220;I think&#8221; above\u00a0&#8211; as in I think I know what makes W. and J. genuinely happy, or I interpret their behavior to mean happiness.\u00a0 Where is their true happy place &#8211; do I really know it, or is it an experience that&#8217;s yet to come?\u00a0 How can I help them find it, and also share it with me? &#8211; so I can make more time for it, and thus enlarge their happiness and my own.<\/p>\n<p>Sleep-time for the men is about to be rudely ended by the jolt of their mother telling them it&#8217;s time to take a shower and get ready for speech therapy.\u00a0\u00a0 But later today I hope to try some approaches on\u00a0how to get W. and J. to tell me what makes them happy.\u00a0\u00a0 Abstract concepts like this are always hard, yet really maybe they&#8217;re simple, and looking me in the eye as clearly as their bright beaming smiles.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As the boys lie sleeping, I&#8217;m in my Saturday morning reverie like yeast gently urging the dough upward.\u00a0 Today it&#8217;s fueled by a hour or so of bread baking and watching the weather as I dream of hiking trails tomorrow.\u00a0\u00a0 Yet the chats I had last night with some neighbors at a ladies night of [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-235","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/twinmommeetsautism.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/235","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/twinmommeetsautism.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/twinmommeetsautism.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/twinmommeetsautism.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/twinmommeetsautism.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=235"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/twinmommeetsautism.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/235\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/twinmommeetsautism.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=235"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/twinmommeetsautism.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=235"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/twinmommeetsautism.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=235"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}