The Mundane

I was walking Brian in to school, hand-in-hand, him scripting something in jargon to himself.

The boys in front of us, both a couple years younger than Brian, were deep in conversation about legos and Batman.

I eavesdropped and smiled at how easily they were able to chat back and forth about their favorite things.

themundaneI don’t think the other parents walking in around us really noticed how easily all the kids talk to each other, greet each other, and walk independently into school.

I would never take that for granted.

Practically every day I post a picture or video of him doing something mundane on my personal Facebook page.

Asking me to help him build a zoo.  Spelling his favorite animals.  Arranging photos from our vacation and labeling things in the photos.  Wearing a costume that he asked for.  A video of him playing Just Dance with his brother.  Mixing together a batch of black bean brownies.

Except it’s not mundane.

Every single thing he does is amazing to me.  Every word that is uttered.  Every shared moment.  Every time he pulls one of us into his play.  Every teeny little step towards independence in some aspect of his daily living skills.  Every new thing he spells.  Every emotion and every time he’s empathetic.  Every time he completes a task without prompts.  Every time he uses his talker in a new way.  Every time he eats a new food.  Every change in routine that isn’t met with frustration and meltdowns.  Every time he speaks to a peer.  Every time he kisses me good night and tells me to “sleep tight”.

There’s nothing that is mundane around here.  Nothing that is taken for granted. Every single thing is amazing.


Heather Nelson

About Heather Nelson

Heather resides in Rockland where she is busy juggling life as a newlywed, a mom to two boys (one of which who has autism), a part time job in direct sales, and a full-time job as a pediatric occupational therapy assistant. She has a love for live music, karaoke, and cheering on the underdogs.