I think I’m turning the corner on the grieving process which is funny because for the longest time I didn’t even know I was actually grieving. Turns out that’s what I’ve been doing for a really long time. I focused so much on what Little Miss M couldn’t do, on her shortcomings, on her struggles that I couldn’t actually see all the beautiful things my precious girl could do. This moment was truly special in that it was completely ordinary and completely appropriate and I just about turned cartwheels when it happened.
The kids were off of school the other day when I had a doctor’s appointment. After strict instructions, I left the almost nine year old Little Miss M and almost six year old K-Bear in the waiting room with an iPad and iPhone. I took Baby-Z and we were just around the corner with the door open. They were safe and I knew they’d be well behaved with electronic devices on board.
What happened next really took my breath away, brought me to tears, and cause elation all the same time.
If you've read any of my posts, you've realized by now that Little Miss M is autistic and has a host of developmental and medical struggles. I really depend on K-Bear to look out for her. So imagine my surprise when I finished my appointment to see the two of them walking back to the waiting room together from the bathroom area. It turns out K-Bear turned to Little Miss M saying, “I have to go potty.” To which Little Miss M responded by standing up, walking over to the lady at the reception desk and politely saying “Excuse me, but my little sister has to use the bathroom, can you tell me where it is?”.
When K-Bear relayed the story on the way to the car, my jaw just about hit the floor.
This happened three days ago and I am still beaming from it. Suddenly the inside out shirt, the unmade everything, the falls, the struggles just don’t seem as important as the character that my girl hold in her heart.
So, please share your moments with us. Nothing is too small to be celebrated, and while I didn’t give her a medal or even a tangible reward, I did praise her immediately and let her know how proud I was of her for being such a good big sister.
Amanda can’t do cartwheels, but if she could, they would have been pretty impressive on this day!