Fly me to the moon....

I have been taking Ruby to the church on Tuesday and Thursday mornings to familiarize her with the surroundings.

We currently don’t go out much with her because she meltdowns so easily. This a huge transition and step outside the literal house “box”. I wouldn’t even dream of stepping foot into someone else’s home with her partly because of the emotional toll to her, the impact on the home owners and their belongings, and my own nerves with trying to keep an eye on her. I don‘t think I‘d even be able to form a coherent sentence for the visit.

So anyhow, she has gotten somewhat better with new place meltdown issues and she has less pica/ oral seeking than she did 6 months ago but we’re not in the “green” yet. Usually me and her dad do caregiver tag team with her. Although we’ve applied for respite for her no one’s has put up their hand in 10 months and I have very very few, ok no people, whom I can trust with her safety and if knowing all of her ASD details would likely not take on the liability.

Our usual stomping grounds, have been home, daycare, and an intermittent shopping trip for quick amenities like milk or diapers and the park. So adding church is feeling like wearing moon boots for everyone involved her, me, and the church ppl. “Houston we have take off.”