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…And Footed Pajamas

 

 

Yay! My baby slept in her own crib for three and a half hours last night! That is the longest the she has stayed there in a very long time. AND… she wore her footed pajamas! Without yelling, or any excessive tugging, clawing and crying.

 

The Who and What

Kit hasn’t slept on her own in her bed all night since the minute she was born. Yes, even in the hospital, when it was time to settle down for the night, she would cry. We would check her diaper. We would swaddle her. Very tightly, just the way she liked it .We would lay her in that plastic bassinet thingy just like the nurses did. We would try giving her a pacifier, she would just spit it out. Then cry, and cry and cry and cry. Daddy would try and hold her, rock her, sing to her. More crying. Finally I would get ready to nurse her and as soon as Daddy would put her in my arms she would stop! Instant sleep. And I wouldn’t even have to nurse her every time.

She would sleep in her bassinet for about two to three hours in the late afternoon on most days in the beginning. But within just a few weeks that quickly dwindled down to thirty minutes, tops. Nights were worse. We’d nurse, she’d fall asleep, I’d put her in her bassinet. Max time: one  to two hours. If I left the room, say to take a shower, she was awake as soon as I walked out. And crying. Until I came back and held her. The  only time she would stop crying for Daddy was when he held her up directly in front of the small box fan we had in our bedroom with the fan on low. Some how the air blowing on her calmed her enough to allow me to rinse the shampoo out of my hair and towel off, sort of. But this didn’t work all the time and it wouldn’t work for me. …continue reading


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A Blessing, Not a Curse!

February 7, 2013 by in Inspiration, Parenting, SPD with 6 Comments

I knew it was one of “those” days when he wouldn’t wear his coat because “the arms were too cold” as he tried to slip the coat on. It was 30 degrees outside.

We made it to preschool even without the coat on and he agreed to wash his hands with his classmates even though he was cold. With this agreement I thought maybe the coat thing was just a fleeting flip of the switch and he was back on track. Uhhh, no.  As he headed to the rug and began to play with the other kids I began to recognize the familiar tick of the time bomb signaling to me that all was not in sync. Tick… “But that’s MINE!” Tick… “I want be THERE!”  Tick… “Time to clean up” says the teacher, and he wanders. Tick…

As he ticked, I was trying to carry on a focused conversation with a fellow preschool mother who is also a holistic health practitioner. In fact, we were discussing my need to meet with a psychiatrist to help me work through my emotionally abusive childhood (lol!)  All the while I found myself with one ear and occasionally an eye following my little one. …continue reading


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Hercules

February 6, 2013 in SPD with 2 Comments

I am beginning to learn I just need to get things over with sometimes. If I am afraid or anxious about a task, putting it off only means a slow torture until the moment inevitably arrives.

Newly diagnosed

February 5, 2013 in SPD with 6 Comments

We are a family of four, two boys, my husband, and myself. We are a newly diagnosed family, my four year old was just diagnosed with SPD. Since the news it has taken alot of

Anxiety Rising

February 4, 2013 in Anxiety, Autism, Avoiders, SPD with 4 Comments

It’s been a common refrain around our house recently.  I’m not in denial.  I can see it.  I can see it in his face, his hands, and the way in which he’s disconnecting more than

Dear Kindergarten: My Stuff

February 1, 2013 in Anxiety, Avoiders, School, Sensory Diet, SPD with 3 Comments

Dear Kindergarten, I like my stuff. And, I like it to be out where I can see it. My mom always wants me to clean up, but it makes me feel better when I know

crash into me – not just a dave matthews song; a realization about my son!

January 31, 2013 in Behavior, SPD with 5 Comments

imagine a five year old, 45 pound boy running with all his might toward you and crashing full force into you.  that’s what harrison does to me.  a lot.  and i do not like it

Sweet Moments

January 30, 2013 in SPD with 3 Comments

Bud is not a cuddler. He does not really like to be touched, though he is getting better. I can tickle him. Well, if he is in the mood. I can hold him…so long as

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