|A very simple "tree" this year|
The local autistic support group had hired out soft play in the evening, so I decided to take Rye to that and we could get something to eat there. He was excited about going, but in the end didn't enjoy it as much as he could... first indication my boy was getting ill.
A nasty cold that hit hard and fast. I offered to Rye's dad to have christmas at my house and I would go out. He refused and instead said he would pick up Rye on Christmas Day morning, if he was well enough, if not he'd cancel and give him his presents when he next has him. Furious and disgusted does not begin to cover my reaction. There was a glimmer as initially on Christmas Eve Rye looked like he was feeling better, by the evening tho, he was running a temperature and looking awful. No christmas with his dad. Panic! I don't do christmas normally. Thankfully friends pitched in, one brought around a few gifts so Rye would have something to open, I remembered a huge myriad wooden train I'd bought second hand ages ago, and we would go to my friend's house for Christmas dinner.
Cue Christmas morning. Rye squealed when he saw presents at the end of bed.."Santa did come!" he excitedly said.
Later we went to my friend's house for christmas dinner. Rye refused to eat, so rather than make him sit at the table, I let him sit and watch tv while we ate. He did perk up a fair bit and enjoyed playing with his Aunty Jen and Lulud, Jenny's dad had fun pretending to the be Gruffalo, and Rye squealing and giggling.
Really lovely to share their Christams, and it was lovely to have my boy with me too :-)
Once home, Rye began to flag, and he wanted to watch more of the Tom and Jerry dvds that my friend gave him. Soon he was asking to go to bed!!! Unheard of and the beginning of a long and worrying night. Rye's temperature spiked, he was covered in sweat, and on the edge of delirium. At one point, I was about to get dressed and take Rye to hospital, but I managed to get him to take some paracetmol suspension, and a little while longer, he calmed and slipped into normal sleep. Phew.
So yes not to plan, but despite illness, disgust at an ex, who really doesn't "get it". Ok Rye did need to stay home, but I offered the ex the use of my house; he still hasn't realised that it's not about what he wants or prefers. Saddens me that he thinks it was ok to cancel christmas simply because he couldn't have Rye at his own home. Ah well, onwards and upwards.
I hope everyone had a merry christmas and here's looking forward to the New Year :-) (Rye's birthday!)