So, I’m at this blogging conference that’s supposed to start in 10 minutes, and for some reason, they aren’t letting us into the room. They have us mingling in a small hallway with wine and food and tables, all I’m assuming, to facilitate networking.
I find it overwhelming, overstimulating, and downright uncomfortable.
Since I’m an adult, I can opt out. I can come sit here in the lobby and keep my eye on the door. I can disengage with the people around me and play on my iPad instead. No one tells me that I have to go mingle, that I have to go talk. I have a choice.
But I have to wonder: is this what it’s like for my kid every time we take him to school or therapy? Is this why he walks into the classroom with a blanket on his head? There’s only one or two other kids in the class when he gets there, but is even this few sometimes too overwhelming?
And my child is a child. He doesn’t have a choice. He doesn’t get to say that this is too much, that this is too hard, that he’s going to wait until the crowd shrinks to a more manageable (or at least more spread out) size. All he can do is throw a blanket on his head.