Venting about Grandma
"Helpful" grandparenting advice:
If the autistic child is having a meltdown, and you’ve tried cuddling her twelve times only for her to push you away every single time, maybe — just maybe — that’s a sign to leave her alone for a minute.
If the child with a significant speech delay is clearly trying to communicate something, could everyone please shut the fuck up for ten seconds? I do not currently care about the emotional trauma of a character from the book you’re reading.
And don’t even get me started on phones. Ever since boomers discovered speaker mode, they seem physically incapable of using a phone any other way.
Can you not see that she has her hands over her ears and is screaming at maximum volume?
And then the explanation is: “Oh, I didn’t realise she could hear it.”
Really?
Or: “What are your plans two months from now?”
Mate, I’m just trying to survive until the end of the week.
And no, now is probably not the ideal moment to brush her hair in the middle of a meltdown. The hair can wait.
The most frustrating part is that she genuinely wants to help.