Thank You To the Friends Who Have My Son’s Back

In a world full of people who are exclusive, it’s important to thank those who are inclusive and support all children, especially those with special needs.

The Elusive Dipped Cone

Catastrophe: noun. an event causing great and often sudden damage or suffering; a disaster. This story is not. It’s been a month, so this event is actually pretty funny to me now (ah, Time, you good ‘ol healer).  When it was happening though, it really sucked. This is the story of me, my four year-old, and his side-kickContinue reading “The Elusive Dipped Cone”

Meltdowns: “You ain’t seen nothin’!”

Whenever my friends describe “meltdowns” their young children have, I have to restrain myself from busting out into maniacal laughter. They really have no idea. If you’re a parent, you know what meltdowns look like.  They’re not pretty. If you’re a parent of an aggressive child with special needs, you know what a meltdown feelsContinue reading “Meltdowns: “You ain’t seen nothin’!””

What my Special-needs Son CAN Do

ASD: Autism Spectrum Disorder   SPD: Sensory-processing Disorder Many with ASD also have SPD.  Welcome to the land of acronyms. My four year-old son was diagnosed with ASD last February.  If you’re a parent of a child labeled with special needs, then you know what it’s like to agonize over what your child can’t do.Continue reading “What my Special-needs Son CAN Do”

“Body Calm, Mommy!”

This picture look familiar to anyone?  It was brand-new to me until last spring when my now four year-old son (Big C) received the diagnosis of ASD and the floodgates opened.  Suddenly, I was inundated with cue cards and visuals designed to help us as parents “manage” our son. I’m learning very quickly that parentsContinue reading ““Body Calm, Mommy!””

“Wanna smell my feet?”

This question is asked daily of me by my four year-old son diagnosed with autism.  Call it hypersensitive.  Call it hyper-curious.  Call it what you will.  He is obsessed with his sense of smell. His favorite question is not “why?” but rather, “Can I smell?” He’s no smelling snob.  He wants to smell it all:Continue reading ““Wanna smell my feet?””

“Oh, he’s just stimming.”

Stimming: Everybody’s doin’ it. Even you. I have a confession.  I stim.  Every night.  It calms me. Before I go to bed, I count off on my fingers how many hours of sleep I will get.  Sometimes, I have to count half a dozen times just to get that sense of peace. Sound odd?  Maybe a little.Continue reading ““Oh, he’s just stimming.””

Autism and the Turkey Paci

Autism: “self + -ism”  (from the Greek prefix, auto = self) 1. a mental condition, present from early childhood, characterized by social-interaction difficulties, communication challenges and a tendency to engage in repetitive behaviors (, 2. a tendency to view life in terms of one’s own needs and desires. (  Isn’t this everyone? My definition: exhaustion (sprinkled with anxiety and a dash of humor) WTF?  Did she justContinue reading “Autism and the Turkey Paci”