Last week, in search of something shiny, my son and I popped into the local resale shop. After a few laps around, some time in the toy section checking out a little fairy castle, he settled on a beautiful pair of clip earrings, circa 1984 old lady. I wasn't sure what his plan was, but … Continue reading My Kid is a Freaking Rainbow
I don't have to miss mix tapes, because mix tapes are constantly playing in my head. Not a day goes by that I don't think, "If I were making a mix tape about ....... this song would be on it." So that's how this happened. There's a movement that's been going around the web called … Continue reading Twisted Mix Tape The #Mommitment Edition
I am pretty sure if Isaiah and Bridget ever met, they would be amazing friends. I've been watching Bridget grow up for a while now. I met her mom, Kerri, through my good friend, Kristi, because we were all moms of kids with Special Needs, and we all had the same sense of humor. That … Continue reading I Love a Little Girl With PACS1 And I’ve Never Even Met Her
When I met Dr D I was the most holistic mom I knew. I'm sure there were way more holistic moms out in California or something. However I'm from the midwest, and 9 years ago being holistic was akin to voodoo. I definitely got the stink eye when I fed my kid organic, shunned Disney fruit … Continue reading You Would Think I’d Be Against the Flu Shot, You Would be Wrong
Believe it or not, Isaiah and I were laying in bed the other night when we had this conversation. "Mom, we're never going to make a difference" "Of course we will my love." "But mom, we're the only people I know who even care about GMO's and eat organic." "That's not true baby, we know … Continue reading Be The Weird Family on Your Block
Hey! I have an AWESOME idea! Take that broccoli you were going to feed your kids tonight and soak it in RoundUp- let it sit for 30 days. Now rinse it off, you know, like you would if you were getting ready to cook it and feed it to your child. What? No? You don't … Continue reading I Was Against GMO’s Before it Was Cool
I'm at the end of the bed watching Isaiah. He is covered in towels, laying on towels, sleeping fitfully. I have my timer in my hand and I am counting his breaths. At 5am this morning he woke feeling "yucky" and coughing that ugly barking cough. I rolled over and grabbed his inhaler. At 6am … Continue reading Counting Breaths
If this is your first time here, let me introduce myself. I may not be a Sensory Processing Disorder expert, but I play one on TV. Actually, scratch that. I am an expert. I know more than every expert, pediatrician, and psychiatrist I've seen yet. Why do I know more? Because I won't take "I … Continue reading Does your sensory kid hate brushing his teeth? How about your typical kid? You can thank me later.
I think I may have over-advocated for my son a few weeks back. You didn't think there was such a thing did you? It's kind of like Munchausen by Proxy, only not. I wasn't making him sick or faking symptoms or anything. No, instead I was willing to accept a list of possible disorders based … Continue reading I’m not saying YOUR child doesn’t have anxiety. I’m saying just because mine likes to control everything doesn’t mean HE does.
Isaiah's tennis teacher is a saint. He specializes in teaching 4-8 year olds tennis. Enough said. As the mother of an 8-year-old I can personally vouch for how difficult that must be. Oh wait - I forget we are assuming that child is typical. But my child is not typical, and this class includes … Continue reading The Commotion You Know