Remember When?

i believe in you 150Every year when it is school picture time, I get the year’s new photo, take my first look at it, of course remark how absolutely gorgeous my children are and then proceed to put it in the frame above the fireplace.  The thing is each child’s picture frame has in it all the yearly pictures we have taken of them since they were about two years old.  Meaning Elizabeth who is 17 has 12 photos in her frame, her younger brother has seven and her older sister has topped out at 15 as she has graduated.  We like to do this thing we call “Taking a walk down memory lane” each time we change the photo.  To do this, we open the frame and set out each photo on the floor  in chronologic order.  We then look at each one to see how the person has grown and changed, once done we put them all away, display the new one and put it back on the wall. Continue reading

Sometimes We Forget

I was sitting her clicking on my computer and I checked an email from someone.  It was from someone I did not know but who was signing up to order my book.  You see she has a daughter with Sensory Processing Disorder or  SPD.  But the email read further that although she was a teacher, if someone had not told her about SPD, she would not have known about it, and isn’t such a relief to know you are not alone, or really a bit crazy for thinking that something is just not right about how your child is able to handle things.  This email got me thinking, yet again, just how bi-polar the area of SPD and its co-morbid disorder of dyspraxia can be.  There are those who know nothing of it, be them educators, therapists, support staff in the schools or even relatives or those that know TOO much. SensoryBlogHopand that would fall into the area of parents and caregivers who, on a daily basis, are immersed in these disorders.   Continue reading

Be There For Each Other

I was fixing Elizabeth’s hair this morning and may I add that her hair takes a village to do, as it is so curly and PUFFY! I am working on her doing her own hair well but it is a dyspraxic nightmare. I can remember trying to teach her how to put the hair gel on her hair. I told her to put some on her hand, rub her hands together and then put it ALL over her hair. She ended up with the gel on the top of her head only and in a blob as well. So suffice it to say, it is a work in progress! So anyway, I was doing her hair and then she went off to wash her face before her make up goes on. I was thinking of all the little behind the scene things I do for Elizabeth each day. Whether it making sure her clothes matched when she was younger to double checking for spots on her shirts to now encouraging her to remind me to touch up her nail polish when it chips. These are all little things but to me such important things. I have always known that Elizabeth wants to have matching clothes ( see my blog at www.talktools.com ), clean tops, fresh nails and so so many more things but simply cannot complete the tasks by herself. So we help her have what she wants. As she has grown and achieved, more detailed, skilled tasks greeted her. So we keep attempting new things and keep working. But in the meantime, it falls to us to help her with things she cannot yet do well. Continue reading