Like many of you, I am dragging my family over that school year finish line this month. I’m tired. My boys are tired. Our school has slipped into a haze of hurry up and finish just this one thing combined with science projects that I should’ve supervised a bit better, but instead turned my… Continue reading Summer School That Isn’t School
I have heard so many stories lately. Stories from moms of unique little ones, just like mine. Stories of pain, misunderstanding, harsh criticism, and sorrow. Stories about church. Three years ago this week, I had a post go viral for the very first time. I wrote When Church Hurts, to describe the experience of church… Continue reading What Do I Do When Church Hurts?
“Where do all these diagnoses come from? Are your children adopted?” I hung up the phone with the doctor a few minutes later and thought, “Well, add that to the list of awkward moments as a mom of children with special needs.” There have been so many questions and comments over the years that have… Continue reading Things Doctors Just Shouldn’t Say To A Special Needs Mom
I am really struggling with everything right now. The constant meltdowns are just getting to be too much. I am not sure I can do this much longer. How do you do all this and not feel like you want to quit? A sweet mom emailed me this question last week. I receive a variation… Continue reading When You Want To Quit (and you will want to quit)
“I think you might be losing sight of the fact that he has an autism spectrum diagnosis. That’s not going away. We need to talk about adjusting your expectations.” This is what the behavioral pediatrician told me in our appointment last week. She said it in response to me telling her all the things we… Continue reading When My Expectations Don’t Match My Reality
When my son was two, he screamed any time I left the house. Tears would flow and ruin my makeup every single day on the way to work. I was never really sure how to process all the emotion that welled up inside me, hearing his cries. He’s only two. It’s developmentally appropriate. He needs… Continue reading Separation Anxiety and The Older Child
I hung up the phone with tears in my eyes. The office had not even sent the paperwork yet. Two weeks…wasted. Two weeks of my son being in increasing pain, complete overload, and struggling to participate in everyday life. Two weeks of waiting by the phone for the specialist to call and schedule an appointment.… Continue reading To My Son’s Doctor