katrine wrote:
I'd prefer to give him a hug!
Funny but it's not the same thing... I never liked being hugged by my parents, no matter how much I love them. (And I do, very much!)
I used to squeeze under my bed - it was just high enough off the floor to fit under. Once my breasts started developing though, I didn't fit anymore.
It made me really sad... I liked the "squashed feeling" for the simple reason that if something is enveloping you that tightly and consistantly, there's no chance something else will come out and touch you out of the blue, be it a hand, a piece of clothing, or even a breeze... Your runaway reactions to your sense of touch are no longer a distraction...
Just out of curiosity, does your son have a hard time feeling textures with his palms? Or on the skin of any part of his body?