He gets up in the morning long before the sun comes up. He dresses, eats, and takes his medicine each morning without prompting. He brushes his teeth, combs his hair, puts on deodorant, and makes sure he looks good. Mom has to check though. He has tried to wear weekend clothes to school that would…
Category Archives: Day In And Day Out
Invasion of the Body Snatchers
Did you think I wouldn’t notice? Yes, Ashley can be quite the enigma at times, but even then, her unpredictability is predictable. But drinking coffee? Never would I have predicted that. Drinking unsweetened iced tea? Nope, not that one either. Then on Wednesday she walked into the house clutching a paper sleeve of Ritz crackers,…
Just because you THINK you have your I’s dotted and your T’s crossed doesn’t mean you actually DO
Here I go with the Twitter again…. Last week, on Wednesday, I was yet again on Twitter when my phone rang. Now, while that isn’t unusual, the Caller ID was. Spiff’s new high school. Um, okay… So I answer it and begin talking to someone who tells me that we need to discuss Spiff’s schedule….
my four-foot toddler
The toddler years are known well in mommyland. We are warned my our mothers and grandmothers of the terrible twos. After our first child (and mama) survives that stage we quickly learn that the terrible twos are followed by the tyrannical threes. After several months of butting heads, the calm returns. Until four comes. The…
Confession: I still get sad when other kids ask about my kid
“How did Max get that bump on his brain?” That’s my best friend’s five-year-old talking. It’s how my friend explained Max’s disabilities to her. It’s Saturday, and we are driving in our car; Max is actually in my friend’s car, because he thought it would be fun to trade, and her daughter is riding with…
Mothers, don’t let you babies grow up to be doctors.
Every doctor has an opinion. A strong one. The cardiologist disagrees with the respiratory doctor. The pulmonologist can’t see why the endochrinologist is medicating with that medicine. The endo argues with the infectious diseases doctor who can’t see the ENT doctor’s point of view. The ENT doc’s ideas are different again from the immunologist’s and they…
And Sometimes, He Simply Amazes Me
I complain probably more often than I should about my son’s shortcomings. I think it is because he trips up on the smaller issues, the simpler things that maybe in life we all take for granted that we are expected to know. Remembering to feed a beloved family pet. Zipping one’s fly. Remembering when the…
The weaning process.
I think that I am the president of the “I hate Prednisone” club. While this little corticosteroid has it’s place in the medical world and definitely (unfortunately) in the life of my almost four year old daughter, I still loathe it. Ivy has been on this medication now for about 18 months and it supresses her…
This? Right Here? SCARES Me
So there I was on Twitter again, and I saw this come up in my twitterstream: Autistic Marine Booted From the Corps Go read it. I’ll wait. Done? Good. Did you not freak out a little? I did. Do you know how easy it is for children like Spiff to be easily led into doing…
Try This Tuesday #55: Working as a Team
I am so proud of myself and my husband today. Often, when Michael has a meltdown or is throwing one behavior after another at us to either get what he wants or avoid something he doesn’t, one or both of us lose our cool – either with him or with each other – in the…