yesterday I found out that Milo knew how to unlock doors. The sister missionaries were over for dinner and when they left he unlocked the door and followed them. I was right there, so I ran after him and brought him back in the house.
Today I couldn't find Milo for five minutes.
We were in our gated backyard. Brett was in the front blowing the leaves to the street with the leaf blower we borrowed from our neighbours, he had kept the garage open so he could get to the house easily. I had made lunch for the kids and we all ate outside. When they were finished I left Milo in his swing and Abbott in the pile of leaves and ran in the house to put the plates in the sink and to grab Milo's iPad to take a picture.
I was gone for 30 seconds. 30. I came back and Milo was gone. I looked around the yard and noticed the side door on the garage opened. I ran into the garage, seeing that the big garage door was opened, I realized then that he was gone. I thought for a second "well, Brett must have seen him, he's in the front" but when I ran to Brett his back was facing me, with his headphones in his ears, blowing a loud leaf blower... he didn't know Milo had ran through here.
"Brett!!"... "BRETT!!!" he heard me finally and I mouthed "Milo's gone" I started running down the street and Brett threw the blower and ran towards the house to watch Abbott. I looked down the long path of the block both ways and didn't see him. I ran back to the house about to call the police, I had heard stories like this before, autistic children wander all the time, Milo is one of those kids, oh my gosh he could be anywhere. Before I reached the house I had a feeling I should look in my neighbours yard, I know it was the spirit telling me where to go because Milo has never been in their yard before. I ran back there and there he was, sitting by their tree reading my copy of "The Great Gatsby".
He was gone for 5 Minutes, and all it took was me not being there for 30 seconds.
I read another bloggers article about her child with autism and one thing she said is that you're always in survival mode. This is what she meant. She meant that no matter how old your kid is, you can't leave them in your gated backyard for 30 seconds. They will run away. When you call for them, they won't answer. When you shout for them to come back, they won't respond. When you tell them not to run into the street, they ignore you, because they have no sense of danger.
I don't think I'll ever feel relaxed again for the rest of my life.
2 days ago