You guys, two really amazing things happened this weekend!
First off, yesterday, Diesel, Choo-choo, and I went to my parents’ house for Thanksgiving. I decided I wanted to try driving again, especially since my parents don’t live so far away that I wouldn’t be able to handle it. There was just one issue: Choo-choo was going to be in the car with us.
Many, many times have I sat in my therapist’s office in tears explaining to her my deep-seeded fears of driving while my son is in the car. I’ve had near panic attacks at the thought.
But then I decided to have confidence in myself.
I told me that I could do it. That I needed to learn with Choo-choo in the car. That everything was going to be okay.
As I sat in the driver’s seat, my foot on the gas pedal and my hands at the steering wheel, I focused on the task at hand while repeating to myself, “I can do this. I have confidence in me. It’s okay.”
And you know what? It was. There are obviously still some things I need to work on when it comes to driving, but I did pretty darn good. All things considered, yes, but besides that as well. I did darn good, and I am so proud of myself. I overcame two fears at once. Seeing and hearing how proud both my parents and my therapist were for me put me into a big happy dance!
Then today was my husband’s family tradition of Christmas Tree Day. It’s their very own holiday when everyone meets for breakfast, travels to the tree farm for fresh-cut Christmas trees, then meets back at Diesel’s cousin’s house for a soup and sandwich lunch and some downtime.
I realized once we arrived at the tree farm (since we missed the big family breakfast) that one of Diesel’s cousins had brought her dog with her. My breath caught as Choo-choo saw the puppy as well. To my surprise, my son smiled and said, “Look at the doggy! Hi doggy!”
Yes! This was awesome! Choo-choo fought his fear and said hi to the puppy as opposed to being afraid of her. But this was only the beginning.
After standing and talking with some of Diesel’s family for a few minutes, Choo-choo decided he wanted to pet the puppy! He asked without being encouraged or prompted in any way. It is known among the family how scared my son gets, so no one wanted to push. The fact that he came up with the idea on his own was amazing!
Of course, it helps that the dog is smaller than him. But I will love any progress my son makes in the right direction! He was so gentle with the puppy, too. And, best of all, he showed no fear!
Now, yes, he was pretty intimidated when back at St. Brigid’s house he discovered another dog. It was one he’s met before, but she’s a bit too hyper and excitable for his taste. She’s also much bigger than the puppy he played with at the tree farm. But still. My fearful, sometimes anxious son willingly broke through his fears and worries in order to pet a cute little puppy.
I am over the moon right now!!!!