The Monday effect

Ah Mondays. Why do they have to be so awful? When I became a stay-at-home mom, that was one of the best benefits. I still prefer the weekends (daddy's home!), but I don't have that same dread that most of us feel when we go back to work after a 2-day hiatus.

Apparently, Brady is experiencing the same phenomenon. Yesterday was R-O-U-G-H. I'm not exaggerating when I say that he cried (bawled, sobbed, wailed) for pretty much all of his 2 therapy sessions yesterday. I listened from afar as I am not supposed to give him attention for it and I would undoubtedly disrupt what his team is trying to do. But the house is not that big and oh how I could hear him. Even his big bro. commented on it "maybe this xyz will calm him down". I tried to remind myself that this is a good sign and that we really do want him to fight back. Still, I couldn't help but second guess if we were doing the right thing. I know I don't have the heart for it if that is how it's going to be.

We talked about it in our parent meeting this morning and there is indeed a common Monday effect with this therapy. That's one of the reasons they typically recommend a 6-day schedule. We will have 1 weekend day eventually and I now can see the benefit even though I'm not crazy about the idea of giving up our precious weekend family time.

Today was 300% better. Okay, I made up the 300% number but I'm telling you - he was a different kid. There was almost no crying today and he was a rockstar on pretty much everything that was asked of him. Seriously...ROCK STAR. It was awesome. I hope he hits his stride and we see more of today's B and less of yesterday's. He even seems to be getting excited by his accomplishments. We've never seen that before. To see him light up when everyone is cheering him on makes it all worthwhile. Go, B-man, go!!