The Holy Spirit Kicked My Ass. In a Good Way.

I know it's a bit of a shock, but I'm in a Bible Study. Go ahead, snicker. I was called a Cathoholic in High School, and Baby, I still am, mostly. Anyway, this week was about the Holy Spirit. And dude, I am IN IT! We all have gifts of the HS, and mine happens to be courage. I like to call it lack of shame, but others can call it courage or fortitude. Basically, I don't give a shit what most of you think about me. It's part of my charm, I like to think. So as a mom, this has been extremely trying this week/month. My sweet baby boy has some sensory issues. They have always been there but they are manifesting in away thatis a little more than quirks. His tactile sensitivity is starting to impede his day as well as his motor skills. So, it is time for me to scream for help. No problem. Like I said, I don't care what you think. Well, I got stuck. For the past 6 months or longer, it was all in my head. That's what "they" said. I was not being strict enough. I was not letting him be a boy. I was hovering. And I listened to "them"! Where the HECK was my courage?!!! Finally, the Holy Spirit kicked my ass into gear. A friend at church told me her daughter got a diagnosis I might want to know about. I learned a little about Sensory Processing Issues and Sensory Integration Issues. And I learned I was right. No shit. Jonny is going to be fine, he just needs a little extra help in order to do "normal" stuff. And it is my JOB to get him the help he needs. And get over myself. No one is judging us. Or him. Or me. And if they are, who needs em? I finally started asking questions. And I am getting answers. Funny how that works. And people are coming out of the wood work and telling me how I can help Jonny. So much so that I needed to do a little sifting. But it's all good. I know we are on the right track. Jonny is getting PT to work on some of the basics of sensory integration and his motor issues, and we will move on to OT if it's necessary. Baby steps. All it took was a little Courage. Thank God I finally listened.