My husband is a Naval Officer. We’ve been married for 17 years and have three children together. Our two boys, ages 5 and 4, are on the autism spectrum. As such, they have a boat load of sensory issues. While I am eternally grateful for our insurance, Tricare, and the special programs that they currently offer our sons, let’s just say that military life and sensory issues TOGETHER can be pretty interesting. …continue reading
Today is Halloween. My very own nightmare starts at 6AM. We wake up to tackle this not so SPD friendly “holiday” with a smile and hopeful optimism but that quickly fades. My DD is going to be the piggy bank from Toy Story because the costume is such that it just hangs over normal clothes with no buckles, straps, buttons, zippers, ties or elastic. We had planned piggy tails for her hair, which she never can tolerate, but she really wanted them.
When it came time to do them it was a no go. Okay, move on. Time for socks and boots. Her sock had a bump this morning..an invisible bump that isn’t really there because they are seamless socks but regardless this puts her in a tizzy for quite some time. Then we moved on to not being able to tolerate putting her stretchy pants inside of those boots. We did finally, after a complete disaster of a morning make it out the door but not without complete mental exhaustion setting in. As we get to class I start to feel the anxiety starting in ME of whether she will go in without a problem this fine morning. …continue reading
I am one of those annoyingly chipper optimists. You know the ones, where every cloud has a silver lining?! I can and do find the humor in almost every situation. Simply because I HAVE to.
Halloween is another one of those holidays that requires special planning when it comes to having a kiddo with SPD. Technically, I can’t think of many holidays that don’t require some kind of planning on
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It’s 1:30 am and my son climbs into my bed. It’s not all that unusual for this to happen. In fact, we’re batting about .500 with him sleeping through the night. At age six. Sometimes
Everyone reading here is familiar with situations where things don’t exactly go as expected. We all know the meltdowns, the tantrums, the refusals, the body drops. We also know the joys and the triumphs when
It’s been over one year since we’ve been diagnosed and we’ve actually made progress!!! Bean was loosely diagnosed April of 2011. We didn’t actually get into therapy until June and really dug into it by August.
