Worries, Fears, & Ramblings

The Catharsis and Growth That Comes From Writing

This blog basically started due to the need to express myself and put some of my thoughts out into the universe. I have never been a writer and as I am sure you can tell, writing does not come naturally for me. Finding the right words and keeping my train of thought succinct is a struggle for me. I can say that this has been very cathartic and good for my spirit, heart, and mind. There is something so powerful about writing something down. It is like the thoughts become real and you have to face the thoughts. I am not always proud of what I say or think but by writing exactly how I feel, I think I am able to digest the information, change and grow. My feelings are that I have grown closer to my son by writing this blog. By reading my earliest entries, I am reminded of how I felt at the beginning of this blog. This helps remind me to keep the connection with my son open, available, and heart-felt. Now, I can’t say I am always on and that this connection is always super strong. I do feel though that our bond is stronger. I know I am not the perfect mother but I work on recognizing and improving my deficiencies. I still want to be a better mom and continually strive to be the mom CB deserves.

Feeling Positive

Life is always an interesting and somewhat unpredictable journey. Today, I am feeling positive and excited about what tomorrow holds for me, CB, and our family. I think I am still floating from a really good yoga session earlier and this wonderful iced latte, but I am not going to question it. Oh, and I just realized Portishead is playing in the background. This music feel me with nostalgia and warm feelings. I spent many a day in college sitting in coffee shops soaking up the positive vibes of Portishead’s tunes.

So, I think CB and I are connecting really well these days. He cuddles with me more and wants me included in more of his activities. I think I have been in a better place to handle situations more gracefully and calmly. I have this natural inclination to say “no” to things. It is something I have struggled with in my professional and personal life. For me, I think it serves me well b/c it makes me think about things before I do them and helps me to think analytically. However, in my interactions with others, it comes off like I am finding the negative in the situation, dissing the other person’s idea, or being a Debbie Downer. I am trying to fight my initial urge and say “yes” to more things and to let more things go.

Olem and I had one of those “Things that make you go hmmm…” moments this week with CB. Before I get to this moment, I will provide some background on CB that got us to that point. So if CB is engaged in just about anything and we want his attention, he will most of the time not respond to us until about the 3rd-5th time we say his name. I know part of this is related to the fact he processes information slower than most kiddos his age. At times it is also apparent that he has his mind set on something and will not be deterred until he completes his desired task. It is very frustrating b/c we cannot always get to him and physically touch him to get his immediate attention, and we need him to stop or respond to us soon to protect himself or others. He also will re-enact whatever undesirable behavior we want him to stop doing. For example, if we ask CB to not hit his brother. He will then proceed to hit his brother again. If I say, don’t throw that car. He will throw the car and potentially all those around him. OK, now that you have the background, Olem and I, played a game with CB kind of like simon says. We would say things like “Roll your car towards your dad.” or “Don’t touch your head.” or “Clap your hands” or “Don’t look at me.” You get the idea. In every scenario, CB did the action regardless of whether it had the word “Don’t” in front of it. Now, if we asked CB what we said, he would take a moment and correctly tell us that we told him not to do the action. We therefore know that he knows what is being requested of him, but it seems like his automatic response is to do the action mentioned regardless of the context around it. After a little while, he thought it was silly to do what we said not to do. I get that. After all, we use reverse psychology often to get him or his brother to do something. We could tell initially though that he was trying to play the game properly. So, this is something else for me to research and to see how we can help CB in these situations.

Oh, I love this warm weather we are lately experiencing. Getting to send the kiddos outside to run around and play has been good for all of us.

To fix or to help?

CB is 4 years old …

To fix or to help? What is the difference? How does each perspective help or hurt our outlook as a parent?

This thought keeps surfacing in my thoughts when I am researching new things and different angles to help diagnose or to try with my son. I think as a parent of a child with special needs and no definite answers as to why my child has these special needs, I can’t help but wonder whether I can find that silver bullet to help obliterate all the fog barriers, digestive issues, motor planning issues, visual and auditory issues, slow-processing issues, vitamin deficiencies, and other sensory issues. I am the kind of person that likes to fix things. I have to remind myself to not try to solve other people’s problems, but to just listen. I am programmed to see a problem or issue and want to fix it. When we think of our children and the problems they face, I think it is only natural to want to make their lives easier and to help make this world a less scary place. You don’t’ want them to get bullied, labeled or short-handed, but at what point does it become healthier to change the perspective? If I say the words ” I want to fix my child”, it sounds horrible like I feel he is broken. I honestly don’t feel he is broken but I know he is not neurotypical. His brain works differently than others. This brings challenges but good things, as well. It is sometimes hard to see the good things through all the evaluations, struggles and frustration. It seems like all the less positive things are in your face rearing their not so pretty selves tempting you to put your focus, time and energy on them. These things are identified as things that can hold a child back, impact their self-confidence or make them more of a target for bullying, and/or potentially be a challenge. For most of CB’s life, I think I get wrapped up in all of this because it gives me hope. Hope that one day he will be neurotypical, self-confident and able to say “yes” to life. I want where he does not automatically say “no” or “stop it” because 1) he automatically doubts his abilities, 2) he sees it as a threat to himself, 3) he does not trust that the requester’s request is in his best interest, 4) he feels it makes him uncomfortable, or 5) he feels it will stifle him. Now it isn’t like my 4 year old necessarily has a clue as to whether something will make him feel stifled but I think he has a vague sense of what it means to feel controlled, limited and to not be himself.

So many thoughts are going through my mind and I cant even write it fast enough or organize it as you can see from my constant tangents. “I feel I am not close enough to my son”, “Does he trust me to love him, protect him and to let him be him?”, “Are our choices limiting him versus allowing him to flourish and really be him?” This is at the heart of why the thoughts of ‘fixing him’ is bad. Who wants to be fixed? Who wants to feel like they are someone that needs fixing? Am I sending out these energies or feelings to him? I think so. I think he knows I almost always have an agenda when we play. I am almost always trying to incorporate therapy whether it be speech, fine motor, or gross motor. I see our interactions as ways to provide therapy and as a way to get my helping agenda across. How do I transition to coming from a place of love, support, encouragement, acknowledgement and growth? I am here to love, guide, encourage and to help him grow. I feel I am not enough without the studies, research, therapies, and guidelines. I do not have what I need to be the parent CB needs. It is easy to get lost and wrapped up in this journey. It is unfortunately easy to get weighed down. How does one remain light, happy, helpful, resourceful, encouraging, and enough? How do you move past the idea of fixing and instead focus on accepting. Accepting where my child is and where he has come from? Accepting that we don’t know where our child will end up. How can I reshape my perspective without giving up hope and without feeling I am not missing something? How can I be more? I have mentioned to my husband several times recently that we need to get used to the idea that CB’s struggles will remain and that nutrition changes and other interventions will not ‘fix’ him. I tell him that they hopefully will just remove the fog and to help him reach his potential. I think I am telling him this with the hope that it will make it easier for me to accept it. But it comes back to the thought that if I accept it then am I limiting my son and not believing he can be more? I know I am his best advocate and I need and must fight for him. How do you accept but keep high expectations? I don’t want him to feel we ever didn’t believe in him. I feel a little inside that by changing my perspective, I am somehow giving up a little. Obviously, this is not a black and white issue. I think I personally need more time to work through this and to form my best perspective for me and my son.

 

Glowing Glances: 1) CB swam without any assistance underwater for 10 feet. The furthest in the class, btw :). CB showed a lot of exuberance and energy in class. He really enjoys his swim class and seems to really jump in full force. The class allows him to just be himself. 2) CB is responding better to the phrase, borrowed from a Daniel Tiger episode, “He can take a turn and then you get it back.”

Promising Progress: CB is spontaneously putting 4 & 5 word utterances together (on occasion)

Literally searching for answers

When I am searching the internet for blogs and personal stories, I am looking for one of a few things 1) answers to help diagnose my son, 2) answers to help cure/improve my son’s condition, and 3) stories I can relate to. We all want to not feel alone on this journey. Even though our children are all different, it is always affirming to find other kids and parents with similar experiences. It is encouraging to know others have already traveled down the long, winding path and everything ended up okay OR that others are down in the trenches dealing with the same tough situations we are. We want to read those stories to lift us up and help us get through the next day/week or to have the strength to OWN the next day/week/month. It would be nice to be able to look into the crystal ball and know everything will be okay. I know every parent, regardless of their child’s needs, wishes for this. Instead, we all make the best choices we can given the resources and options we have available to us. And if you are like me, you continue to troll the web looking/searching/hoping the answers are out there waiting for you to stumble upon them.

Feeling down

Today I am feeling discouraged. You know when you are having your good days and you feel so positive and that you can help your child and are taking the right steps. And then bam, you feel like you plummeted to the bottom of the well. You question everything and focus more on the negative. You don’t handle things in the best manner and more tears are shed than need be. You feel lost, unsure and sometimes heartbroken. Having a child w/special needs is hard. I understand and know that having kids, period, is hard. The main difference I have seen w/raising my 2 boys is there are tough phases w/neurotypical kids and then bigger periods of reprieve or change or something new. With my older son with special needs, the demands are always there.

I honestly am already feeling the veil being lifted. I don’t know if it is this delicious Thai food I am savoring or the cathartic release from writing. My mind already feels less heavy and foggy. It is probably a little of both.

 

Our responsibility about posting about our kids

What is our role as parents of children in this technological age, where anything posted on the web can potentially be viewed by anyone at any time? The info may never archive and may remain accessible to our children’s friends, frenemies, teachers, bosses, partners, spouses, co-workers, etc. in 15 years, 20 years, 40 years, and beyond. How do we make decisions now that suite our needs for the time being but do not impede on our children’s privacy? How will my child respond to things I posted about him on Facebook, my blog, or other social media? Or will the laws change and we will be able to remove things so our children’s online account of their childhood can be locked-up and be only accessible to certain people? This is a dilemma I am facing right now. I want to share our story and our journey but I don’t want to feel I am sharing it at my child’s expense.