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Play

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M being spider girl at the playground

Play…it’s what kids do.  Right?  Except that M never did.  She would sometimes copy other kids, do what they were doing, so at daycare it looked like play.  Outdoors she was in her element with all of the gross motor activities: running, jumping, climbing, swinging, spinning, she never got tired of any of it.  A day spent outdoors was a good day for M.  We bought her lots of different kinds of toys.  Toys that matched with her obsession (fire trucks), toys they had at daycare, interactive electronic toys, a play kitchen, you name it.  We tried everything, and M still never played with any of it.  She did not interact with toys at all.  While concerning that M was terrified of interacting with people, it was even more concerning to me that she did not interact with toys, she did not play.

Of course, as with so many other things with parenting special kids, I tried again and again to find out what the problem was and how I could help her…and no one would listen to me.  I talked to her doctor at the time, teachers, other parents, and the social worker and team we worked with to get her an IEP.  I always got one of two responses “of course she plays with something” or “I’m sure it’s normal”.

When M was almost 4 I took her for an OT evaluation at a therapy center for children (the IEP team agreed she needed OT and some other help, but she didn’t meet the criteria to get it through an IEP because she didn’t have severe enough speech problems…they can not qualify for OT alone.)  The first thing the therapist evaluating M did was ask what she likes to play with. M would not speak to her, would only sit on the floor and fuss.  So the therapist asked me what M likes to play with. And…I lied.  I didn’t want to say again that she does not play with ANYTHING and again hear that I didn’t know what I was talking about.  So I said cars and trains.  It was kind of close to the truth, M liked to look at cars and trains, watch videos about them…I had bought her a number of Thomas cars and a track hoping to get her to play, with no luck.  So the OT got M some cars and set them in front of her and told her to go ahead and play with them.  M looked at them.  She picked one up.  And that was it.  The therapist again asked M to show her how she plays with the cars.  M became irritated and started to yell.  The therapist picked up a car and drove it around and asked M to play with her.  M got angry and threw the cars across the room, yelling and crying.  And that was as far as we got into what I was told would be about a 2 hour evaluation.

I was so relieved that not only did someone else finally see what I saw, and believed me, but she had a NAME for it!  Dyspraxia, she called it.  A motor planning problem.  M’s brain could not plan out what to do with a toy, how to play with it.  She loved gross motor activities because it  was something simple she could repeat over and over.  This is why M had a meltdown when someone wanted to make up a game…she could not process how to play it.  It was also why at 4 years of age M was almost completely unable to dress herself, unable to pedal even a small tricycle.

This is one area where OT helped M immensely.  After 6 months she could almost completely dress herself.  She started to pedal a bicycle…she could not ride nearly as well as her peers, but she could ride!  (And of course now she is on 2 wheels!)  Around this 6 month mark was also one particular event that was one of the happiest days I can remember.  M spontaneously went into her room, put on a “dress up” cat tail and crawled into the kitchen meowing like a cat!  This lasted maybe 2 minutes, but it was the first time M had EVER used imaginative play!  It was such a relief to see her happy, carefree, having fun, playing and using her imagination if only for a couple of minutes.

M still rarely plays with toys.  She prefers board games and card games where there are specific, predictable rules.  She is very upset if she is playing with someone and they try to use different rules from the ones she uses.  She also can get very upset if she loses, but she still comes back to play over and over.  But I now would not say that M does not play at all or have any imagination.  She is a very concrete, black and white thinker which is extremely common in autism, but she does occasionally play creatively with A, who loves to play things like Mommies, Going on a trip, Daycare and Doctor.  She will sometimes pretend the pop up play house is a bathtub, or pretend to be a firefighter putting out a fire in our house, or play school with K.  And this is ok with me.  I don’t want to change who she is, she doesn’t need to be more playful or imaginative, she is wonderful the way she is.  But the ability to play and use imagination at times is very important and will really help her as she grows and learns more in school.  It is a challenge to buy her gifts for birthdays and Christmas.  There are only so many Taylor Swift items or pairs of cowboy boots one girl can have, and it is still pointless to buy her toys.  And although I mostly stay away from toys and buy more games or practical items I am still a mom, and ever hopeful that I will find that ONE perfect thing she will play with and love, and so I continue to buy her a toy here and there in the chance that she might love it and play with it.  And you know what?  That’s ok too.  🙂

Diagnosis what?!?

It seems, to people not dealing with special needs, that a diagnosis is simple.  It always seemed that way to me.  Most short or long term illnesses or diseases are easily diagnosed through relatively common tests (blood tests, radiography, cultures, etc).  Even some mental health issues are pretty easy to diagnose- depression, anxiety.  And then, of course, you might find out that some are not so easy to diagnose.

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If you have a child on the spectrum, or are on the spectrum yourself, you know it takes a lot of time and a number of tests to get an ASD diagnosis, and even then it is not an exact science.  After 2 years of different doctors, psychologist, county school district testing, I finally got a referral to a Neuropsychologist to test for it.  2 days of testing.  Uncertain results, probably somewhere between Asperger’s and PDD-NOS.  Pediatrician marked Sensory Processing Disorder, Asperger’s, Muscular Coordination Disorder (Dyspraxia), Fine Motor Delay and Social Skills Delay.  Psychologist has Asperger’s or PDD-NOS, OCD and GAD.  OT (1 year ago) had Dyspraxia, Sensory Over-Responsive and severe Fine Motor Delay  School District (2 1/2 years ago, haven’t had her re-tested yet) said Sensory Processing Disorder and mild Speech Delay, mild Social Skills Delay.  Developmental Optometrist lists Asperger’s and Convergence Insufficiency.                                 
I thought her Psychiatrist had Asperger’s.  But he showed me somethingabout her medication on her paperwork, and I saw 2 diagnoses: Asperger’s and Mood Disorder-NOS.  I don’t know what to think.  What does that mean?  Does that mean he doesn’t think her behavior was a symptom of the Asperger’s?  (I say was because much of it has vastly improved on her mood medication).  Does that mean there is something else to add to the alphabet soup?  Does it matter if it is NOS (not otherwise specified), will we eventually have a name for whatever it is?

It shouldn’t matter to me, but it does.  Like maybe it shouldn’t have mattered to get an ASD (autism spectrum disorder) diagnosis, but it did.  I needed a name, because attached to the name is a description and a list of possible or probable symptoms and possible or probable ways to help her.  I needed that diagnosis before she started school because we were both petrified to have her start school and I needed to know what to do for her, what she might experience and how to most easily describe her and her difficulties to her teachers

And then, later in the week, I took my poor Amelia back to the doctor because of a UTI.  On her form it says MAJOR DIAGNOSIS:  Croup.  Obviously croup is not a major diagnosis.  But that is apparently how they are labeling her asthma, to see if she outgrows it, so it does not show up as a “preexisting condition”.  It just seemed odd, I would have expected “reactive airway disease” which is what they usually call it when she can’t breathe well every time she gets the sniffles or something.  And it made me think again how overly complicated the diagnosis game it.  We can’t call a spade a spade, there is too much involved…insurance, IEPs, 504s & other services available or withheld.  It is comforting to me that they show
major diagnosis and that any hospital or other medical institution would certainly recognize that as code for asthma in a young child and treat it accordingly.

I think we parents of special needs/chronically I’ll children deserve honorary Ph.D.s for all of our knowledge of terminology, tests, treatments, side effects, symptoms and for generally putting up with a plethora of doctors, therapists and specialists.

Where did it go?

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Me & my girls goofing off, pretending to be zombies (K is obsessed with zombies)

I know everyone says this but…seriously, where did the time go?  And why won’t they stop growing up so fast?

I am posting late (and short) tonight because I am preparing for a mom to mom sale.  Finally getting rid of some of the baby clothes (we have SO MUCH to get rid of), but it is a LOT of work if you want to do it right.  Going through all of these clothes is hard, though.  Before I could hardly get rid of anything but now that its been a while since any of them have worn these clothes its a little easier to get rid of most of them.  Still, I remember when they were so tiny.  I wouldn’t miss their current stages (11, 5 and 3) for anything, but I also miss those baby years.  Also until A was 2 I worked full time…like, 9 hours a day plus commute time, 4 days a week (5 days before A was born) and I missed too much.  Financially I needed to work, but I finally couldn’t take my high stress corporate job anymore and moved to more gratifying, meaningful and part time work.  But I mourn for all of those years, all of the things I missed.  I always wanted to be a stay at home mom but caring for your children’s basic needs is most important.

Hind sight is also 20/20.  There were things I noticed different about M at the time like not laughing, babbling or crawling, very repetitive and rigid in routine…but other things I can see now looking back that I couldn’t see then.  The biggest one is the shutting down.  When she was 4 she started to completely shut down, would not move, blink or speak for periods of time when overwhelmed.  It was so scary!  Other times were not as bad but she wouldn’t hear us talking to her or move away from what she was doing and had a vacant expression.  She still does these things and then (or when she is stimming or displaying a lot of scripting or echolallia I know she is in “autism world” and not here with us.  Now when I look back at pictures I see so many from all ages where she has a vacant stare, and I know she was in the autism world then, too.  It makes me sad to realize she wasn’t even present for the moment and I didn’t realize it.  I was totally missing or misreading her cues.

But now I know, and we move on.  I couldn’t always be there then but now I have a flexible part time job working in early childhood where my girls can come to work with me.  And although we won’t get those baby and toddler years back I try hard to appreciate all of the moments and milestones now, because I know when I go through clothes again next year, I want to have fewer regrets.

Compassion

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M with her Daddy & A

“They” say people with autism lack empathy and compassion.  I’m not sure who “they” are but I think they are kind of like the people who pass those ridiculous education laws…they like to talk about something they know nothing about.

Does M have a hard time understanding the viewpoint of others?  Definitely.  When she is overwhelmed is she 100% concentrated on her senses & set on whatever will make her feel better, without regard to other people whatsoever?  Yes.  Does she lack empathy and compassion?  Absolutely not.

I have mentioned before that sat the charter school M attends they have a monthly “moral focus” (and I have to brag that in November M won the award for her class for the moral focus of gratitude 🙂 ).  This month’s moral focus is compassion.  To kick of the month & the new focus, an assembly was held (she hates assemblies by the way…thank God for her noise reducing headphones) where they introduced a boy who has MD.  The school is raising a lot of money to help the family adapt their home now that he is in a wheelchair, and asking the students to collect coins (or bills) for this project. 

M immediately at pick up told me about this boy & what he and his mother go through and what they need, in detail.  She proceeded to tell me she feels badly for both of them and wants to give all of her money (around $10) for this boy and his mom.  She said she was a little sad that she couldn’t buy anything now (she loves the independent feeling of using her own money to buy gum, for example), but decided they need it much more than she does.  We got home and she immediately took her $7 from a family egg hunt and put it in an envelope to donate.  As soon as she finds her wallet, you can be assured she will take in every bill and coin she has, and ask everyone else to donate, too.

This is not unusual for M.  When she is doing well she often will give up just about anything to her little sister if she asks.  She makes pictures for people all the time.  She is truly a compassionate, giving little girl.

As a side note, we talked about how we shouldn’t really feel bad for someone for being in a wheelchair, because there is nothing wrong with needing a wheelchair, but of course we feel bad for the circumstances they face due to their home not being adapted.  (Just like I don’t want someone feeling bad for her because she has Asperger’s, but they might feel badly that she is having trouble coping in a crowd due to overstimulation, for example.)

So “they” are wrong.  Don’t ever let anyone tell you who your child is or what they can or can not accomplish.  Because this Aspie has a LOT of empathy and compassion!

Sleep (yeah right)

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My sweet A, fast asleep at nap

Sleep…oh how I miss sleep.  It is one of my favorite past times, a long lost friend whom I long to catch up with.  I haven’t slept through the night in over 6 years.

First, my pregnancy with M was full of 9 months of all-day sickness and frequent infections, along with a terrible chronic case of tonsillitis that my doctors couldn’t manage to properly diagnose until 9 months after it started when my jaw locked shut from the swelling.  No sleeping with all that pain.  Then M was born screaming…and never seemed to stop.  The night after she was born, after crying pretty much non stop all day, I had finally gotten her to sleep in my arms.  Daddy came to visit & insisted on holding his precious girl…which immediately started another hours along screaming marathon.  She actually hated being in the car as an infant and would not fall asleep.  Nor would she sleep in the swing, bouncer, carrier, cradle or of course her crib.  She wouldn’t even co-sleep.  She would only sleep while nursing (pacifying) while I held her sitting up in the glider rocker.  As she got older she would fall asleep after a lot of fuss, but woke often (not sleeping through the night even once until after she turned 5) and was ready for the day by 5am at the latest. 

When M was 2, A was born.  She slept OK (none of my kids were great sleepers as infants but much better than M) but did not fall asleep on her own or very easily, and woke through the night to eat.  I nursed her past age 2, so a lot of the night waking was due to my own decisions.  She did finally sleep through the night some after she weaned, but she still does not sleep through the night regularly.  And both little girls are usually up by 6am, 6:30 at the latest no matter what day it is, asking for breakfast.

Then there is my chronic insomnia, likely caused by so many years of listening for and waking up with babies and my body can’t figure out how to sleep through the night.  I sleep lightly and wake every hour or 2 for no reason.  When my anxiety is high I can’t fall asleep at all.  And my husband, love him, snores, even after surgery to correct a deviated septum.

Tonight I had hoped to get to bed early, even though I had some homework & other things to take care of.  By 10pm was my goal.  Well, it’s now 10:30 and I’m just writing my blog post.  A had a night terror.  If you have never experienced one, they are awful.  K had them for years, past the age where they are normal, but fortunately they stopped a few years ago.  A generally only has them when her asthma is acting up.  They scream and cry and flail around, in some terrible nightmare.  They even open their eyes and look at you (though they can’t see you) and cry for Mommy, unable to be soothed by your touch & voice because they don’t know you’re there.  It is impossible to wake them and you just have to sit and watch helplessly until it subsides and be there when they wake up just enough, then fall back to sleep.

I don’t know why M is the only one to have never had a night terror, but I am glad…she deals with enough anxiety already.  It is a lot like a bad meltdown, in their sleep.  A talks in her sleep, too.  A weighted blanket is what helped M start sleeping through the night but after a week she wouldn’t use it at bedtime anymore.  Now she uses it during the day or for bed for proprioceptive input when she needs to relax. We tried everything, classical music, white noise, aromatherapy, black out curtains, super soft sheets…nothing worked until she was just able to regulate herself better with maturity and LOTS of Occupational Therapy.  Also, The Beatles helped.  Her first obsession was the Beatles, their music really calms her.  Now if only I could sleep…

Here’s wishing you a long, restful night of sleep!

The siblings

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All 3 of my girls on a family fun day

 

I talk a lot about M and her special needs (Asperger’s Syndrome, OCD, GAD, Dyspraxia, Sensory Processing Disorder, Convergence Insufficiency) but I talk less about my other daughters, her siblings.  I do occasionally post about K, age 11, who is profoundly gifted.  Less so about A, age 3, who has asthma and is likely highly gifted.  But what I really need to post about, and I don’t think we talk enough about, is how M’s special need affect her sisters.

K is significantly older than her sisters, and generally tries to avoid them by camping out in her room in typical pre-teen fashion.  She really is a good sister and does play with them sometimes, but overall they have no interests in common which is exacerbated by her high intelligence and creativity.  Just like M, her mind works differently.  Just a different kind of different.  She struggles to understand M and to be sympathetic, but it is difficult for her to even understand her neurotypical peers so it is truly a struggle.  We talk often about it and really sometimes she is the one to calm M down and give her exactly what she needs.  M loves her big sister passionately and misses her greatly when she spends time with her best friend, which is pretty much every weekend.  I was extremely touched a couple of weeks ago when K left her devotional out marked to an older page we had missed for one reason or another.  She told me this particular devotion was special to her and she wanted me to read it.  When I got to it that evening I realized it was about how God made everyone unique and special and told the story about the boy on the autism spectrum who was put into the end of the last basketball game of the season and scored several baskets.  She literally brought tears to my eyes (which doesn’t happen often, I truly hate to cry).

A loves her sister M so much.  They are 26 months apart but more like twins.  They used to never fight and play together and enjoy each other’s company constantly.  They are still best buds, but since A turned 3 and started preschool there is a little more discord in their relationship.  I think a lot of this is because A is learning to stand up for herself and realizing that M’s behavior is not always appropriate.  M also becomes upset with her more often because she is reaching M in some areas of development (exceeding social-emotionally) and because A is starting to express her own preferences versus always going along with what M wants.  Unfortunately A is often the person M takes her frustration out on, both physically and verbally.  This summer before M started on medication for her dangerous behaviors (physical aggression, talking about killing herself constantly, becoming hysterical and trying to run away or run into traffic etc) I was truly worried for A’s safety, but fortunately that is over.  M does still push, pinch, bite, hit and otherwise try to hurt though…usually A, sometimes K or myself.  We have zero tolerance for this behavior and while it is less frequent (usually high stress transition times…like spring break…) it does still happen.  She also has certain phrases that are due to the unfortunate combination of Asperger’s and OCD, which also makes them a very hard compulsion to break.  These include “stupid idiot” and “I want to kill you”, and are often screamed at anyone in her path (at home, but fortunately not at school yet), often A.  As you can imagine her self esteem suffers a little at times and her feelings get hurt by this language from someone she so truly loves.  She is the most easy-going, laid-back kid, but sometimes, especially when she is not feeling well, it is just too much and she needs extra cuddles and reassurance.  She also picks up on M’s undesirable behaviors and tries to mimic them sometimes.  Then we have to explain why, even though M is older, she can not always control what comes out of her mouth but A can.  Still, overall, they are good for each other.  A is a very loving, compassionate child who loves to play mommy, teacher and doctor and I can see her experience with M and their closeness making her wonderful at any of these endeavors.

I wish there was a support group for siblings that K could join, and maybe A later if she wanted to.  In the meantime I know I spend a lot of extra time and energy on M and she seems to get away with a lot more.  A manages to get a lot of time too, being the youngest and knowing how to use that pouty lip and big sad eyes against me as she does 😉  But I need to be conscious that as hard as tough weeks (like spring break LOL) can be for M and for me, they are also difficult for my other girls, who have no control over the meltdowns they are often in the middle of.  I need to make an effort to spend a little extra time with them and be extra understanding of them as well, as they probably also suffer from sensory overload after, say, riding home in the car with their sister screaming, kicking the door and threatening to beat them up.  ❤

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M & A, best friends & sisters.

Open page brag day!

This is a video of M reading this evening…still so amazing to me, a miracle! Since it’s been another tough day for her (Spring break ends for her Tuesday, so next week she should be back in routine & feeling better) I want to concentrate on the good things. And I believe all of our kids (or other loved ones, or ourselves) have accomplished something positive this week if we stop & think about it. So please comment & share your brag with us today, we’d love to hear about it. 🙂

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A different kind of attention

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My beautiful little dancer

Today some other parents noticed M and pointed her out.  She stood out as different from her peers.  Nothing new, right?  This was not, however, the kind of attention you may be thinking of.  This was one of those moments when M stood out and was recognized for what she does well, for one of the areas her Asperger’s actually helps her excel.

M had dance class today.  This is her second year in dance and she had really been looking forward to this year because she could finally do tap.  Now it is a struggle to get her to dance each week and honestly, half the time I don’t make her go.  But recital is in a couple of months, she already committed to the year & we already put a hefty deposit on her recital costume so we told her she has to finish out the year.

The thing about M and dance is, she is really good.  She used to be amazing at tumbling/acro, but the medication she is on & the weight she has gained from it seem to have made her a little less coordinated in that area.  She is, however, still wonderful at remembering the routines.  Part of who she is with her Asperger’s is that she has a great memory (scripting from movies, anyone?). And also that she is very much a rule & routine follower.  Initially I didn’t think she would like dance and was hesitant to let her try, but she ended up loving the predictable routine of the steps and motions.  She has always been the only one of her young group to know the entire dances well and look like a great dancer and not just cute on stage.

Today the little 5 & 6 year old girls ran through their recital dance for us parents.  I could hear behind me two moms talking about “that girl in purple” and how she was really good and the only one who knew the routine.  When the girls were in the dressing room later one of those moms made a point to tell M how good she was and ask if she practices at home (she doesn’t, I explained she just has a great memory). 

I think it was good for M, and me too, to have someone notice only something that makes her special and unique in a great way…the mom even said she was glad her daughter was next to M so she could watch M for the right steps!  Of course there are so many wonderful things about M, many more than there are struggles.  But this week was particularly rough and I had seen so many of the struggles this week, and was concerned that during dance class she couldn’t interact with her peers without roughhousing with them…it was good to be reminded.

I will certainly continue to let her try whatever activity she wants and know that she will give it her best and her wonderful self will shine through.

The Eyes Have It

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M wearing my glasses

A little over a year ago M started complaining that it was kind of hard to see things sometimes.  She had just had her preK eye screening at school but I knew that is a very basic screening and decided to take her to an optometrist to make sure.  This was also right before her appointment with the Neuropsychologist for the Autism diagnosis and I wanted to make sure everything else checked out before going through 2 days of in depth testing.

Fortunately, with referrals from friends, I found a wonderful developmental optometrist in town who works with children and special needs children and also does vision therapy, in our town!  After a full examination he determined that her vision was normal but her ocular motor development was delayed.  He explained that this was normal with fine motor delay (her fine motor is/was in the 2nd percentile, and ocular motor develops after fine motor).  We decided to wait a year, until after she had a semester in Kindergarten, to give her motor skills time to develop and check again.

This winter a month or so before her eye appointment she started to complain her eyes were hurting, and her eyes were often red and watery.  Another full exam revealed that her eyes had become worse with serious problems in tracking and focusing.  She has what is called Convergence Insufficiency, which is like “lazy eye” but it only occurs when she needs to track or focus, like when trying to read, write or draw, or even sometimes watch TV or play games.  She often sees double and her eyes tire very easily.  When she tries to focus close up, her eyes shake and her left eye moves outward in the opposite direction or rolls around, unable to focus and work together with her right eye.  The doctor suggested waiting 6 months to see if the problem corrects itself but warned me it could also get worse quickly.

After the appointment her eyes were so worn out she just cried all evening, had a bad headache and went to bed early.  Since then she complained every day increasingly of eye pain and difficulty concentrating.  Then she began to complain of headaches and things looking blurry.  Most recently she has also complained of double vision (I think she finally has words & understanding to describe what she is seeing).  I wear glasses that have prisms (which is what she will need to help her eyes strengthen and work together) and after trying them once when reading she begs to wear them all the time to make her eyes stop hurting or to do close work.  She also tried on Russell’s glasses and said they don’t help at all…and they don’t have the prisms, which shows me that it really is helping her.

Although it has only been just over 2 months I called and moved her appointment up to later this month.  I don’t think we can make her wait any longer for glasses and vision therapy.  I also believe a lot of what we thought was fine motor delay (difficulty writing and drawing, using her hands to eat instead of utensils) could actually be due to her vision problems.  Also some issues we thought here anxiety such as constant stomach aches could be due to her eyes, as the double vision could cause her dizziness and nausea.  I hope the doctor will agree to give her at least glasses now to provide her relief for her eyes, because I hate seeing her in pain all the time and I really think this problem is holding her back from meeting her potential.  Being able to see properly could even get rid of the aggression she still sometimes displays.

Please pray for a good result and help for Margaret in the coming weeks as we try to get her what she needs to see and feel better.

Refresh

This is not the post I planned to write tonight, but it is late, I am tired, and this needs to be written about anyway.

Today I enjoyed my girls (plus K’s best friend, but she counts as one of my girls).  I woke early (the little ones don’t know how to sleep in) and made a time consuming but delicious breakfast.  M had a rough morning & didn’t want to leave the house and A barely slept the night before but after lunch & a nap they were finally ready to head to the park/playground for a play date.  We enjoyed the outdoors, then I surprised them with ice cream.  At home they played in the sandbox and we all went for a walk.

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M & A at the playground today

Then, although I love my children dearly and although M (with her newly rediscovered separation anxiety) begged me to stay with her forever & ever, I did something I needed to do but rarely make time for.

I went out with my girlfriends.

Those of you in the special needs community, and probably most moms (since we tend to put ourselves last) have heard the Oxygen Mask Theory.  In an airplane when going over safety procedures they remind you to put your own oxygen mask on before you help other people with theirs, even your children.  This is because if you don’t get your mask on and you pass out, you can’t help anyone else at all.  I don’t know if I could put my own oxygen mask on first, but that’s kind of beside the point (or is it?). So the theory is that as moms and especially special needs moms, we need to put on the metaphorical oxygen mask and give ourselves what we need to rest, recharge & refresh or we really aren’t going to be any good for our families.  Without those moments we run & run until we are empty & have nothing left to give.

Tonight I took that time to refresh, rest & recharge.  I went out for dinner with my two best friends on the planet, who also have children with special needs.  We enjoyed some amazing food & drink (that our children would probably never touch anyway) but best of all some wonderful grownup conversation without interruptions or little ears.  It was just what I needed.  Take the time to do whatever it is that refreshes you, as often as you need to.  Thank you ladies for being my refreshment, my oxygen mask.  You are so appreciated!

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