“Sometimes I go through several days and realize I haven’t really connected with him.” The admission comes from my guilt-ridden voice and lands on the ears of our social worker, who just smiles and responds with grace and affirmation. There’s a picture in my mind of what motherhood should look like. It’s nurturing and tender. … [Read more…]
If you have a very extroverted child, especially if that child is an only child, you might be frustrated by blog posts that talk about how easy it is to keep children occupied with busy bags, closet toys, or blanket time. Claims that your child can stay occupied for 30 minutes or longer just seem ridiculous … [Read more…]
Over the course of Ezra’s treatment in behavioral therapy, we have learned about certain parenting strategies that have been incredibly effective. One of those strategies is the use of visual boundaries. Children need boundaries. They seek boundaries, they test boundaries, they break boundaries. It is how they learn where they end and the rest of … [Read more…]
“It’s so foggy!” he says. He’s speaking of the weather but after the morning we just had, I keep thinking how apropos the words are for my little boy’s brain. I don’t talk much about my son’s “diagnosis.” One reason being that his providers talk in terms like “symptoms of ADHD” or “symptoms consistent with an ADHD … [Read more…]
So many people say I must be a “super mom,” but I don’t feel that way at all. Is it hard to find the blessings in the challenges? Absolutely! With God’s help, though, we continue to walk through all the challenges and get stronger every day!
I’ve written this, my story – my son’s story – for all the moms out there who are in this awkward state of quasi-“special needs” but have no real claim to the title. For the moms who have put in the hours at the doctors office or the school district and had the evaluations, but come up empty. For the moms who are seeking help and answers, but can’t seem to get anyone to listen.
For the mom who feels alone in the typical world, but still remains on the outskirts of what seems like a privileged “special needs” community. You know your friends are exhausted, running ragged from therapy to therapy – but sometimes you envy them, because at least they have an answer, they have professional help. You’re just left with your child, alone in your quest for answers.