First days are always difficult. Henry has spent the whole of the Easter holidays doing more or less what he likes and any sense of routine has been pretty well absent. But this first day has been made much easier by the arrival of a visitor we haven’t seen much of recently – the sun. Being trapped inside by rain, wind and cold for much of the last five months has been depressing, but it has also deprived Henry of one of his most important sensory activities: trampolining. Of course it’s possible to trampoline in winter, but he hates the dead leaves, the dirt, the pools of water that collect under the surround and ambush your feet as you jump. He’s a fair weather bouncer and so this weekend has been the first time he’s been on in months. Today we spent a long time on the trampoline together and I remembered why I love it. Henry managed to imitate a sequence of actions (clap, touch knees, turn around, seat drop) that he would find difficult on ‘dry land’. He’s been struggling with the speech therapy pronunication exercises we’ve been given – consonant blends with ‘s’ and three syllabled words – but ‘sneeze’, ‘snow’ and ‘snore’ came out perfectly while bouncing and saying ‘tram-po-line’ with a jump on each syllable seems to help his articulation too, as well as being a lot more fun than simply repeating it. Eye contact and engagement were great and we had lots of spontaneous speech as well as the ‘drills’ – ‘Mummy sit’, ‘jump high’, ‘lie down’ (I needed that one) and ‘get out’ (when the cat had the temerity to try to join in).
The sensory feedback Henry gets from this type of activity is described by occupational therapists as ‘proprioceptive’ and ‘vestibular’. Proprioception governs motor control and posture and works with the vestibular system, which keeps the body balanced. Together they provide a sense of where the body is in space, an orientation of oneself in relation to the world. Trampolining, which requires constant adjustments of balance, posture and muscular effort in order to stay upright and bounce rhythmically, is a brilliant way to get these systems working in harmony, enabling my son, who cannot jump off a chair, climb a ladder or balance on a beam without support, to do the most effortless and graceful seat drops. As I’ve written before (Hammock, November 2012) being physically regulated also seems to help organise his brain, including the speech centres. And it also makes him very happy and calm. We went into town in the afternoon and he queued patiently behind two people in Next, managed to walk out of a charity shop without melting down because they didn’t have any DVDs he wanted and, having pointed at a Twirl bar in Smiths that was well within grab-unwrap-and-stuff-into-mouth-in-seconds range, accepted without complaint that he couldn’t have it ( I’m not mean; he’s allergic to dairy). Summer, I love you. Please don’t go away.