Seven, not six or five, but seven (7!!!) vaccines at 4 months old!! I’m no expert, but just somewhere deep inside me that just feels like A LOT!! And to top it off, I’ve met another mom recently who used to have the same pediatrician as us and her son is on the spectrum as … Continue reading I’m mostly mad at myself. A lot mad.
My boy loves to run. He loves to run and play ball, chase pigeons, hug dogs and cats, roll his hands in grass, sand, mud. He seeks out sensory stimuli whenever and wherever he is. This weekend was the perfect weekend for ALL that because this weekend I signed him up for his very first … Continue reading What’s up little man?
We saw a child psychiatrist a couple of days ago who recommended we begin medication for P. We visited his office, P, my father-in-law and I, and the little guy was so happy on the train ride there. Thought he was going on a day trip, or to the park, or somewhere fun. As soon … Continue reading To medicate or not to medicate? That is the underlying, heart-breaking question.
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When I first started this blog it was to write about my life, our life, dealing and living with autism, to let people know what types of therapies were doing, how we’re functioning and staying happy and… Continue reading Therapeutic Listening and table work
that melts my heart. That makes me laugh and dance and act silly. That makes me forget my problems. That makes me smile. That gives me life. That gives me joy. Her name is Maria and she’s my daughter. Maria and Panayioti are my yin and my yang; the two forces in my life. I’ve … Continue reading There’s this girl . . .
What are typical 7 year old boys like? No, seriously. I mean, I know what typical 7 year old girls are like, or I can imagine since little Maria is a typically-developing child, with all her charisma, and her wit and goofiness all laid out before you. And her words, oh boy can this girl … Continue reading We’re turning 7. Just a tiny bit sad.
I have to say that he’s not always up for being cuddled by Maria. He’s not always in the mood to be kissed and hugged and treated like a baby which Maria loves to always do. She cannot be in the same room with him and not kiss him and give him hugs. Especially when … Continue reading And then I think how blessed we are