Turns out sugar and processed foods really are very bad things. Or, at least they are for my autistic teenage son. Eliminating those foods (mostly) from his diet was a big part in Leo going from being at high risk for type II diabetes, pancreatitis, and heart disease just a year ago, to him having none of those risk factors at all today.
A bill in Congress designed to help people with disabilities secure the power to save without losing benefits remained stagnate and risked dying, until now. This November and December, I hope the ABLE Act moves up the hill for consideration.
Don't Forget Yourself11/20/14As it is with most things Autism lately, I seem to be going in circles. No two of these kids are the same and neither are their parents, but I keep running in the same cycle. It is my hope that by sharing what I’ve learned I can help another family. ...more
Unfortunately, my sweet little daughter has some health issues. The other day I counted 8 different doctors that she sees on a regular basis. On her medical charts, the doctors describe her as "aggressively uncooperative". She has grown to hate doctors, and she has every right to. I would hate it too. ...more
"Mom will you sing 'Morningtown Train' tonight?" she asks as we eat dinner."Oh, Boo, you know I can't. That song is too long and David climbs all over me and ruins it for us," I say.Anna nods, dejectedly. "How about...'Goodnight, My Someone'?" she asks, hopefully."Okay," I relent. "But only the first verse. You two need to get to bed."...more
Hey everyone this my first post on this site, therefore, being my first and with everything going on at my home I decided to discusss the differences of special needs and what I call "unique" kids. I should warn that this post is probably not politically correct, but it is soley my opinion on the subject. I currently have two children, both boys, and both "unique" in there own way ...more
The first snow presents challenges. Which shoes to wear? Coat? Is it going to melt?
With the morning's fresh covering of white, I made decisions fast and furious to get to the bus. I grabbed the heavier coat, stuffed some mittens in the backpack, and stuck with the high top boot/shoes my son's been wearing for fall.
November 17th is World Prematurity Day. Anyone that knows me knows a lot about my precious little preemie; some of his trials and many of his accomplishments. But just like any intense personal experience, a lot of it isn't really "Facebook friendly". After the amount of "Top 10" articles I've read this year (see point #1), I decided to create my own to share some of the less polished realities of being a parent to a preemie. 10 Things I Learned From Being the Parent of a Premature Baby...more