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
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.
Little girl in Isaiah's archery class, I know you're too young to understand. I wish I could explain to you that it's his OCD that makes him move your arrows from the first orange cone to the second. You see the very first time he came to this class that's how the arrows were set … Continue reading Don’t Mind My Son He’s Just Got OCD
I keep a pair of earplugs readily located in my epi-pen bag. Today was a hard day. It was a hard day, and I didn’t handle it as well as I could have. Today we went to the zoo. He can only handle the zoo in a stroller. He is 7. Without a stroller, he … Continue reading Sensory Processing Disorder Can Also Mean Loud and Rude
I freaked out the boy tonight by announcing we were only going to listen to music now. The TV is making me crazy. It really is. I was a staunch no TV mama until he was 2 and a half. Then he got pneumonia for the first time and there was only so much entertaining … Continue reading I Blame Television
Living Outside the Box You may think I’m a contradiction. I listen to the Grateful Dead, I buy only organic when I can, I vote conservative. I don’t wear makeup, I buy expensive shampoo, I owned a Bugaboo and I buy most of my clothes at Target. I read my bible everyday, old and new … Continue reading On the outside I’m a hippie freakshow, on the inside…About Jen Kehl
I looked back at Isaiah from the front seat because a movement caught my eye. "What ya doing, Izze?" "It's just my tic mom." "What's your tic telling you to do?" "It's telling me to lock and unlock." We're at a stoplight so I look behind me and sure enough his hands are making a … Continue reading My Kid Has A Tic And He Thinks it Makes Me Mad