Well, when you’re child pulls your hair, kicks, screams, and starts throwing things because things aren’t just the way they want them; when you have no idea what’s going on with your child and they don’t have the words to tell you; when you generally feel out of control and have learned a few things that seem to help a little here and there…you do strange things like count the grapes. I think I offered the girl some of the other fruit.
Category Archives: Family Life
When I Realized I Needed My Own IEP
Well hello there stranger! I’ve been MIA for a month and I’ve missed your posts and interactions. But as of today, I’m back, and can’t wait to catch up on some great posts here! What have I been doing all this time? (Besides doing the happy dance upon the arrival of my new escape Kindle?)…
Special Exposure Wednesday – His New Toy
The boy wanted me to show y’all his new toy: Truthfully, I’d rather give it away to one of you so I will never hear it again but that wouldn’t sit well with him, 😉 Share what you managed to capture this week. Please spread the comment love around. Thank you.
Special Exposure Wednesday – The Treehouse
Somebody is sleeping inside the “treehouse” his behavioral consultant made for him: Personally, I think it’s more a tent than a treehouse but hey, what do I know? 🙂 Share what you managed to capture this week. Please spread the comment love around. *My apologies for posting late, I had to defuse a meltdown last…
It’s POTTY TIME!!!!
A few years ago, I fell in love with Signing Time. Jack was struggling to do much more than scream and I was increasingly frustrated. In a last ditch effort, I bought some DVDs and prayed that he would communicate with me. Slowly, he began to sign (things like more and done) and I felt…
Daffodils at Night
I made a tour of every store I could think of that might have potted daffodils. The kind you buy as a hostess gift for Easter brunch…or whatever…but this was even a little late for that. Two nurseries, the drug store, and three grocery stores later I finally found a little pot of miniature daffodils. I wasn’t sure they were quite what she was after.
Love is…
Love is… Love is… a choice. Love is… knowing that without them, life would be empty and cold. Love is… sharing tears. Love is…worth fighting for. Love is…a knowing glance across a room. Love is… hurting for someone else. Love is… a familiar smell. Love is… something that is so easily tossed aside when…
Magical Moment
I never would have walked away from her and sat in the shade to talk with another mom at that age. I would have been hovering over her and wondering where all the other parents were, anyway. Then I think of where she is now with her skills and another wave of relief washes over me. I can be one of the parents sitting over in the shade, still watchful, but more at ease.
Special Exposure Wednesday – Can You See Him?
Somebody’s inside the “tent” that his behavioral consultant made for him: Can you see him? Share what you managed to capture this week. Please spread the comment love around. Thank you.
World Changer
All of those letters, primary diagnosis, possible co-morbid conditions, what does it all mean? This form to fill out, those contacts to call, these questions to ask, those books to read. This meeting to have, those services to request. It was back to school special parenting style.